murr.

[my_own_homicide]

little by little, and slowly but surely, my room is looking more like mine. this may seem like a weird thing to most to be excited about, but i'm freaking stoked. i've been sleeping in this room for almost 2 years, surrounded by my sisters things and her memories. now that shes moved out and taken most of her crap with her, mine is finally finding its place among these empty barren walls.

my posters and pictures are up, my sheets are on the bed, and my stuff clutters every possible shelf space.

i finally feel at home. :)