Friday

The apartment they sell at Urban Outfitters

You know, the one with quilt comforters and the sassy post-it notes on the fridge? And you make tea out of a tin kettle on the stove in the mornings while you have dirty conversations with your co-ed roommates? For all the times I've wished for that apartment, I think I have it now, without having any of it. It's worth every penny it doesn't cost. Cupboards filled with mismatched pint glasses and all. Taken home from bars. Accidentally.

And the Manchester Sound roommate bought a guitar, so.