Pah rees.

The fact that I am not going to Palestine this summer makes me want to skip summer all together. Dafuk am I supposed to do in Miami that I haven’t done already? So, I will plan a trip— and its going to be epic. Seriously, one for the books. I will meet interesting people, drink delicious throat burning drahhnks and do the DAHNCE. Two weeks in Paris? I just might, take that Woody Allen!