I don't know why this song always seems to mean more to me during this time of year, or why it feels like it has more relevance to my current state of being.

My city's still breathing (but barely it's true)
through buildings gone missing like teeth.
The sidewalks are watching me think about you,
all sparkled with broken glass.
I'm back with scars ( Read more... )

Oh fuck I just got into Grad school.

What do I do now?

What the hell do I do now!

I am 10 pages, and one day full of multiple choice tests away from a Bachelor's Degree from the University of Florida...

Fuck yeah! Let's party!

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As my friendships continue to dwindle, I find myself reverting back to the introverted little bookworm I was (trying not to be) before I came here.  It's not an intentional thing, no, it's more of a transition, a progression, a new phase in my life.

Life was really good there for a while. But it's certainly not bad now. Certainly not as bad as I ( Read more... )

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if we can call them friends then we can call them on their telephones ( Read more... )

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"Taylor, I don't know what to tell you. But you cry more often than you laugh."

And I don't know how to fix it.