Never good at goodbyes

Hey, I left without telling any of you.

Sorry about that, I guess I'm half-assed living every ugly middle school girl's fantasy about moving without saying anything at school and have everyone feel really bad that they didn't invite her to the popular kid parties.

That or the one daydream where our unrequited crush saves us from a terrible downhill skiing accident, and we ride the ski lift down together cuddling. What? That was just me? Oh.

Anyway it's all going down at

activeculture.nomadlife.org