The room is dark.
The truth is hidden.
You still haven’t come.
And I’m not sure why
But my life just keeps on passing me by.
And you won’t come about
No matter how much I shout.
So I’ll just have to get up
And walk myself out.
The lights come on.
The room is bright.
The truth is seen.
Hey, I'm Lexie. Let's get married.
if I hear u say “pacific coast” when referring to haystack rock I will laugh at you a lot
if I hear u say haystack rock is near portland, oregon I will just be sad
that one’s just sad
Voodoo Doughnut Shop in Portland,OR
Cannon Beach, Oregon
Portland as a city is really almost a parody of itself
the other day Sonnet and I were looking at a Portland guidebook and there’s a bathtub museum here and the admission cost is either a dollar or 1 green crayon
Hey guys did I mention that my city is kind of perfect
Only in Portland
put an elk on it
put birds on them
that’s a good call right there ray