Van Tran

later, fools!

sleepovers at jenny’s house mean browsing the internet ‘til 12 and then going to bed.

sleepovers at jenny’s house mean browsing the internet ‘til 12 and then going to bed.

i am considering making a new tumblr blog.

i feel a bit constrained here. maybe i don’t have to be? i want to be free of judgement— that would be ideal— but that’s pretty much not going to happen. it’s fine.

i want to be able to post whatever’s on my mind. i want to get on a more personal level. mesh my van’s feelings and stuff secret blog with this thing i have here. be more organized, follow more people. truly make this a bit of me. i’m tired of hiding.

i also want to be able to post girls without feeling bad vibes.

i don’t think there’s anyone in the world who doesn’t like girls. especially in lingerie. or clothes. whatever. i’m just saying i want to be more sexually open with my blog, and i know some people are going to be bothered with that.

if i make a new blog i swear to god i won’t be offended if you don’t follow me back.  if you’re going to neglect what i just said, then whatever, y’know? i’m not the one that’s going to be bothered anymore. haha!

holy hell.

holy hell.

my tear ducts.

my tear ducts.

sorry for party rocking.