I love ( Read more... )

And babes, asleep in their beds ( Read more... )

"Sometimes I just eat the shell and am like, whatever."

-Julie, on eating peanuts.

:)

The Postal Service is growing on me.

I love my room-mate. Do I say that enough? I really do.

Vegtable maki is really good.

I feel, only slightly, as though I am repeating somehow my freshman year of high-school.

Dinner with the Nyquists tonight! Love-love.

I've got nothing to say but it's okay.

:)

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It's really fucking strange how easily we fall back into routine-- although I'm not even sure if routine is the right word. A previous lifestyle, perhaps? Having everyone back has made me feel as though the past three months have never happened, and instead these four days are just a far-removed weekend from July. I've figured out my non-existant ( Read more... )

I envy an earlier version of myself.

http://art.nmu.edu/student_web/Mia_Cinelli/

Whilst I complain like no other and protest that my issues are just as complex and deep as everyone elses', I'll let you in on a little secret: most days I wake up in the morning utterly and truly glad to be Mia ( Read more... )

The reasons I love you seem to multiply when I least expect it, and I find myself completely absorbed in the fact that you are amazing and I can't place how and why but you just are.

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thank you God for most this amazingi thank You God for most this amazing ( Read more... )