January 2010
27 posts
December 2009
22 posts
overheard conversation
Five-year-old, quietly: I wish you’d die… Mom: What? Five-year-old: I said, ‘I wish I could fly.’ Mom: Oh, okay. Five-year-old: So I could fly away from you!
I AM SO MADMADMADMADMMAD
imeem doesnt exist anymore?!?! part of myspace? where is my playlist!? FFFFUUUUUU myspace -_-
Ever since I was a little kid, all sorts of creatures would go to my...
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nonsense jumbled understood
there are days when i wake up and see the underside of my ceiling cover my eyes once more with sheets and wish with all my heart the day will not come but it always does. and emerging from my bed (much more like a tumble) i wish again with all my mind that time will allow me a few precious moments in which i can crawl back into my sheets as a turtle retreats back into a shell. can’t the...