[29 Dec 2009|08:01am] losergrlproject i brought a thousand things back with me, that used to decorate my room when i was younger and sadder than i am now. bottles and statues and candle holders and letters, the letters that emily and i traded back and forth for so long. and there was this stack of pictures, inches thick, that i'd forgotten i took, from almost four years ago now, which isn't so long in the scheme of things but feels like another life. and i sorted through them, disney world and high school and arizona in the mountains, and when i saw your face my heart dropped and i had to skip to the next one, but there you were again, a few pictures later, looking down off to the side, stripes and serious. and that was it, but it was enough. i kept pulling things from this bottomless plastic tub, all these paintings she made me, and then i couldn't remember who made...but i think that i do. it doesn't matter anymore anyway, but sometimes i wonder. and i don't know if i'm going to hang it up. but you know, you can't mistake nostalgia for sadness. heavy heart all full of acoustics. like a peppermint

[22 Dec 2009|09:16pm] hotaruramone These have been the most taxing 24 weeks of my life, yet somehow the end still isn't in sight. Both of my feet are worse than before the surgery...ugh. WHEN WILL IT END 2 are eaten away | like a peppermint

Rough Life [18 Dec 2009|01:59am] jointhecraze [ music | Vivian Girls ] "Meanwhile, the real Redcrosse has been led by Duessa to a wonderful palace--the House of Pride. It is beautiful and lavish, with a wide entrance, but it is built weakly on a poor foundation. Redcrosse and Duessa are brought in and marvel at the richness." Studyin' at 2:00am. The characters in this goddamn Faerie Queen story have the nerdiest names, oh wait it's called "the Faerie Queen." like a peppermint

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