it takes more than a heartbeat to get me

spotted: crazy adorable dancing swedes + all my favorite new line people + really skinny attractive hipster boys/ sexuality questionable due to overwhelming dancing skills

overheard: "i thought, oh, they look like cute swedes, and then i realized they were just hipsters."

the next morning: horribly sore. body. legs. i'm getting old..

obligatory freakin adorable baby penguin photo:

can you tell i'm procrastinating?