This is the Average Daily Life by Ava

MOON

One more week left to drive recklessly in school zones. 


I’d rather be a whole bong rip than a drag.


Started the day with two shots of tequila and now I’m at the gym. Balance.


I'm not anti-social, I'm anti-idiot. It's definitely a thing.


You can always count on me to bring my famous recipe of "bag of ice" to your summer cookout. 


Looking for that one weirdo who's willing to hold up my tits this summer. 

Cause, fuck this heat.


I fold my worries into paper planes and turn them into flying fucks. 


It will take you little, to no time to figure out who’s actually worth your time.


Everything you’re looking for is looking for you too.


It’s like people never met an AVA before 