I was out of your league, And you were 20,000 underneath the sea. Waiving affections. You were out of my league, At a distance that I didn't wanna see. Wanted you nearer

Somethings when I draw I get so pulled in that when I step back it's like coming up for fresh air.

Dance I did. . .fun stuffs.

License to Kill
Wait. . . that's not right . . .

March April gone, whoops.
I got a real journal, though I didn't do a good job keeping that updated.
School is over, taking a pottery class.
I want ice cream.
I think I attempted to write in here before but that didn't work out.
Oh well
I want ice cream still. . .
BLAH BOREDOM BYE

I want a real physical journal. I really miss those.

( mhm )

New Years was fun =)
Matt and I went to Maxwell's house and candy flipped, idk it was fun but I think i'd like the two separately.

Now time for a year in review:
( It's my 5th year doing this. )

Good bye two year relationship. . . hello two years of recovery.

Oh hey mood elevator, you are the only thing keeping me from dying right now.

Now to distract myself from this shit with sculpture.

Note to self: do not joke about killing yourself in this situation; people will take you seriously

Sometimes I wish I had a license. I forget about it when I'm on campus, but when i'm home i realize how annoying it is ( Read more... )