I. You have bad years. You have good years. And you have years that are positively out of this world, so much so that you feel writing about it won't give it justice, no matter how hard you try. But then again, I've always been a stubborn kid. So I will. Try, I mean. At… Continue reading Cheers to the Old, Cheers still to the New
Month: December 2013
Thought Bubble # 5
IStay.I'm tired and sometimesall I want is someone tolisten to me while I say nothing.Just sit next to me.Just radiate your heat.And don't ask me how I amevery single time.I'll tell you when I'm ready. IITell me you want meif it's not a lie.That you'd want to hold my handeven if theyhave not donemany good deeds. Tell me… Continue reading Thought Bubble # 5
On my inability to edit 15 minute ramblings
(This is something I wrote on my notebook while in a lecture today and I'm trying to get used to writing shorthand again, so I'm not going to edit this any further.) Whenever you think that there's nothing you'll ever amount to, remember how you weren't even supposed to be here in the first… Continue reading On my inability to edit 15 minute ramblings
Sometimes I’m creative
I know I probably don’t look the part but I’ve always been into stitching and monochromes and making hopefully useful stuff out of apparent junk. Anyway, I was rummaging through my closet earlier today in hopes of finding something new to wear tomorrow when I stumbled upon a couple year old stash of white shirts… Continue reading Sometimes I’m creative
Of perpetual finds 