emily wells is such an amazing musician.
“tonight i’m going to a party but it’s already started without me i aced philosophy and mastered the art of spiritual phrase i’ve got to give some to get some the disco ball spins away another year i wish you a broken heart and a happy new year only three words come to mind true til death.” -gj
they call holidays an option for a reason.
idk why i’ve become such an insomniac. anyway, i’ve had manchester orchestra’s, “where have you been?” on repeat for about a half hour now. “i’ve got to take what i’m making and turn it into something. i’ve got to take what i’m making and turn it into something for you.” such a great song.
winter break to do list:
read a few books sketchbook clean my room go on adventures take lots and lots of pictures journal watch movies relax
merry (belated) christmas.
had an interesting day. ending it with frosty the snowman. it reminds me of my childhood. <3
my favorite thing is to go where i’ve never been.– diane arbus
sleep on the floor, dream about me.
you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out.
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it's a lie...
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i kind of miss being religious. i used to always go to sunday school and church before my soccer games on sunday mornings… my mom would always take me. i kind of miss that comforting feeling. i hate thinking that i gave up hope. it’s scary. but idk. it just doesn’t make sense to me anymore. like i hate to say it but science makes more sense to me. i mean, there’s still a...
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