You make time for things/people you care about, you really do.
In my itunes search bar I type 'get me away I'm dying'.
Kissing a boy with a beard is exactly as fuzzy as you think it's going to be.
I think I could be a vegan if I had someone to cook for me.
In the car with my dad, he turns up a Rolling Stones song really loud and says: "wooooooooo".
Jandals and jeans are just not the most aesthetically pleasing combo.
The girls I am sitting next to in the library are talking about how bummed they were when they missed out on Lady Gaga tickets.
I just said this without a hint of irony: "Ooh, can I have your burger bucks?"
Remembering inside jokes from my teen years and giggling quietly to myself.