do it

I need to make this my mantra.

When I get cluttered I feel clostrophobic.

I'm starting to feel it.

moving on...

there comes a time when you realize that everyone is moving on

and as much as you want things to stay the same

people change

and move on

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sometimes it's a series of small acts

sometimes it's a big one

and sometimes you just can't take a hint

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and it's lonely

oh so lonely

because you wonder why this person has decided

to move on

did you do something?

was it warranted?

or have you changed?

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and what if you haven't

and they haven't

and they just move on

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that's the loneliest part of all

dear pine nuts...

I love everything about you.

You are lovely and remind me of being a kid at Christmastime.

mmmmmm...

me likey:

Only in dreams - Weezer

Eleanor Put Your Boots On - Franz Ferdinand

#....?

I had the craziest dream and it actually scared me.
John and I were in our house and for some reason he was moving out and I

was staying there for the time...and the house grew and I had roommates and a

bunch of guys were hanging out there
and we called it the "UFC" house...or something about ultimate fighting.
...and K was my roommate
I couldn't control people coming in and out of the house and

I had to go to work and I was locking up the doors and windows and

found a door in our room that led to another part of the house.
It led to like an outer shell of the house where there was a kind of hallway

and there was another door to the outside.
I tried to lock it but the lock didn't match up and suddenly the lock

turned into a gun and I had to cock it to lock the door.
I turned around and the room was an old kitchen (light blue)

and there was a stairway (the stairs were green)....
I started crying because I'd seen the stairway before...?
S and R were suddenly there and the doors were opening and closing

and we had to get a demon out.
Then I was at school....and in a math class.

I didn't have my book and there were no seats and

I was late to the class and they'd already had classes before...
so I snuck out and went to the bathroom.
Shaq was there with his wife and I had to use the bathroom,

but someone was using one and he went to use the other.
There was a fish tank in my bedroom window. I was late to work.

The house was dirty. There were random people in the house.
I was gathering up all my important stuff to take to work

because I didn't trust the people in our house.

Save Christmas...music!

I have talked about this station before...but now it's closer to Christmas :)

They need to raise $500 to keep the station on air.

If you love old classic Christmas music from the likes of Bing Crosby, Burl Ives, etc.

DONATE!!!

http://www.christmasvinyl.com/

anxiety...? I has it.

*love*

I love my house.

I love the old kitchen and the ample cupboard space

I love the heat vents (and sitting by them)

I love the old windows that remind me of elementary school

I love that it's cozy and safe