every year my mother forces us to make paper snowflakes to hang up on the windows. my father and i are not very good snowflake makers… chris is always the best. whatever. “excellent paper snowflake maker” is not a title to brag about.
so simple. so good.
“there’s a possibility
all that i had was all i’m gon’ get…”
sick of being sick.
broken up about being broke.
(my throat hurts)
(my bank account is empty)
i love the 90’s.
peter bjorn & john: lay it down
i shall imagine life
is not worth dying,if
(and when)roses complain
their beauties are in vain
but though mankind persuades
itself that every weed’s
a rose,roses(you feel
certain)will only smile
i drank far too much this past weekend.
i am going to try not to drink this coming weekend and just eat lots of turkey instead. also, some of that delicious cranberry sauce and maybe a bit of stuffing.
yeah, that sounds good.