it’s weird how when you’re sick, you feel as if you’re three years old again and all you want is for your mom (and you have a strange urge to call her mommy) to cuddle you and tell you you’ll … Continue reading
I’d like to read, write, and knit more this year. I’d like to maintain good grades, even during track. I’d like to expand my vocabulary and not forget to wash my face. I’d like to not procrastinate so much and … Continue reading
The New Year by Death Cab for Cutie: So this is the new year. And I don’t feel any different. The clanking of crystal Explosions off in the distance. So this is the new year And I have no resolutions … Continue reading
i find it funny that a girl so bad with words became a poet. at least i like to call myself one.