This time tomorrow I’ll be 24. No more Bobby Brown snapbacks, then.
I may have just got home. It’s 6am. #You’renot18anymoreJordana.
I may have slept in a gloriously lacy crop top last night.
I just like a little bit of luxury in my life okay sue me.
Ps. Good morning.
Things I think about #54.
I haven’t been at this bar, or with these people, or even on that continent in a long time gone.
Dear new followers,
Thanks for being cool and following me and saying nice things about my hair and taste in music and stuff. You are choice.
Old followers, you are choice too.
I love you.
I always feel like I have better dreams when I go to bed with The Boss.
What’d you guys do today? Oh okay cool. Me, oh I just got burnt to a crisp in the crazy New Zealand sunshine. Must be that hole in the ozone layer or something.
I ordered a book online four weeks ago. It still hasn’t arrived. I’m losing faith in the power of the internet.
Oh wait - Fine print: shipped from the United States.
Have some history, have some cringey New Zealand accent, have my face.