Your Dab Qween

Just your college rave girl, taking dabs and doing homeowork on the regular. My asthetic is messy organized. 

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Damn DJ Deisel slaps

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My man Lorin laid it down in

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We waited 14 hours to get into bonnaroo. It was well worth it.

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Sometimes I’m a juulkween

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[gayjimothy]

a scientist and an icon

[schwifty-memes]

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[raven-hollow]

Concept: It’s mid-October, Halloween is just around the corner and there’s a street festival in town. The cold breeze is laced with the scent of cinnamon and caramel with a hint of coffee. The ground is dusted with hay and bright leaves get caught in piles as they dance across the town hundreds at a time. You’re snuggled up in your sweater, scarf, boots, hat, and gloves as you stroll through looking at every vendor you pass. To keep warm you buy a cup of cider and sip lightly until it cools a bit more. There’s Jack-o-lanterns on every surface and scarecrows out in the fields. It’s sunny in the morning, but as they day goes on a storm rolls in and a grey overcast settles over the town. It’s perfect.