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  • jfanzyo - 子 j a x n 悠 @jfanzyo 23 hours ago
  • It’s @headlinereadsout ’s birthday--Happy birthday, my friend. From our bar-going trip in Oslo that ended with me listening to Bob Marley’s No Woman, No Cry to a nicely pictured but soon aborted expedition to Faroe Island that led to my solo journey in Iceland last month and your eat-sleep-smoke-repeat winter break in your stair-climbing, ceiling-tearing, mice-roaming, cramped up West Village top floor walkup where a tiny Twin XL mattress marks your room as “unfit for netflix n chill, or any intimacy that may result in sexual intercourse” (on the bright side, it is impossible for your to catch any sort of STDs or drama—great for your health), may our friendship stand the test of time, and may we both have stories of a sad life well lived to tell our grandchildren featuring each other as the shittiest soccer players we ever played against. It’s @headlinereadsout ’s birthday--Happy birthday, my friend. From our bar-going trip in Oslo that ended with me listening to Bob Marley’s No Woman, No Cry to a nicely pictured but soon aborted expedition to Faroe Island that led to my solo journey in Iceland last month and your eat-sleep-smoke-repeat winter break in your stair-climbing, ceiling-tearing, mice-roaming, cramped up West Village top floor walkup where a tiny Twin XL mattress marks your room as “unfit for netflix n chill, or any intimacy that may result in sexual intercourse” (on the bright side, it is impossible for your to catch any sort of STDs or drama—great for your health), may our friendship stand the test of time, and may we both have stories of a sad life well lived to tell our grandchildren featuring each other as the shittiest soccer players we ever played against.
  • It’s @headlinereadsout ’s birthday--Happy birthday, my friend. From our bar-going trip in Oslo that ended with me listening to Bob Marley’s No Woman, No Cry to a nicely pictured but soon aborted expedition to Faroe Island that led to my solo journey in Iceland last month and your eat-sleep-smoke-repeat winter break in your stair-climbing, ceiling-tearing, mice-roaming, cramped up West Village top floor walkup where a tiny Twin XL mattress marks your room as “unfit for netflix n chill, or any intimacy that may result in sexual intercourse” (on the bright side, it is impossible for your to catch any sort of STDs or drama—great for your health), may our friendship stand the test of time, and may we both have stories of a sad life well lived to tell our grandchildren featuring each other as the shittiest soccer players we ever played against.
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