I broke the lid ( Read more... )

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It's funny how things come full circle ( Read more... )

I miss having a best friend. High school was especially good for that. Mermaid was hands-down the best best friend anyone could have ever had. Being so absurdly in love with Kingfisher definitely influenced my perception of the quality of that relationship, but at the end of the day we were damn close regardless and he was a giant chunk of my ( Read more... )

Holy crap.

( Life, the Universe, and Everything )

I can't take cigarettes as they are anymore, just little tubes of paper and plant, innocent white sticks between thick clumsy fingers. Cigarettes have too much attached to them now, too many caveats and addendums dangling in the ash on their tips, too many anecdotes wound up in the curls of smoke that wind into everyone's hair as we stand around ( Read more... )

I'm doing some archaeology. I'm excavating a cave-in ( Read more... )

I miss:
-the darkroom at Central
-long lazy summer days without school
-being able to play the piano
-having shaggy hair
-wearing 3 rings all the time
-Lynx's apartment
-watercolor painting
-reading as much as I used to
-Anna and Peter Ackerman
-babysitting
-acting
-sparring
-breaking
-Mister Pete's warm-ups

They flee from me, that sometime did me seek ( Read more... )