Please leave me alone. I don’t want to read your train book. I don’t want to smell whatever you rolled in. I DON’T HAVE ANY MONEY TO GIVE YOU! Not even change. Nothing. I just want to check tumblr and file my taxes in peace.
Sincerely,
Person who clearly does not want to talk to you and is giving you every recognizable social cue to leave me the fuck alone
Hi! I'm Bee. I am 26, live in the midwest, and I like: making people smile, girls with messy hair, earthy colors, being positive, old shoes, laughing until I can't breathe, public transportation, the city of Chicago, telling stories, lists, pretty much anything in a tortilla, inspiring people (as a verb and an adjective), coffee-flavored energy drinks, hand making greeting cards, situational playlists, ticket stubs, movies I already know the ending to, kids of all ages, live music, and BEING HAPPY.
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