mother's birthday this weekend.
very Roman... a little Anne Taylor goes a long way, lots of butter soaked food, expensive things + rings, laughter + wine.
it was fun and fine.
my cousin (13) is growing a mustache and he is now 2-3 inches taller than me.
i enjoy being short, it's nice not to be beastly... but there's always danger in becoming

weeds whipping against my calves and a crystal night on the tracks ( Read more... )

i, like, still haven't done my design project.

i am so in love, lately.
i tried for a half hour to hold her hand last night.

taking a shower after a week of going without makes me appreciate the act so much more ( Read more... )

entertaining thoughts of dropping out and moving far away ( Read more... )

hello my name is drunk ( Read more... )

i am in graphic design class. i'm fat.

consider a slinky and all of its repeated circles... it's life, baby. it's cyclical and it can only walk down the stairs if you guide it. oh enough of that shit, i guess.
..........lately all i do is regret (a lot of pillow punching and furrowed brows). i regret that i hurt you and made you feel weird and used and out of place. i regret that i ( Read more... )

Dear Lauren Claus,
From MOC to Amenia...
and from arial font size 8 to my heart
from Disenchantia to chicken grease
and from letters to Warped Tour 2004 (!!11!!!1)
mania, depression, and everything in between
I love you.
and shit
and stuff.