sometimes an amazing song comes on in the other room

[perhaps_again]

i'm over being over everyone. i'm sorry for putting people on hold without letting them know and i'm trying to fix it now. my house is turning into a home. i'm lying on a new friend's bed writing this right now. stage four was declared last night. today i was told i have attitude. i want people to come over and see my new room. i love jose and adam. they save me over and over. i ♥ sleepovers still. today i discovered a new cure for unwashed hair: beanies. i don't know why i'm rambling about matters of inconsequence. i made drunk friends tonight because of a book i love. this is still unimportant.

i miss people that i hate. but mostly i miss how i used to feel about everyone.