February 2012
1 post
today my iPhone was stolen right from under my nose while i was working at the coffee shop. blech, it makes me ill. i’m sad, angry, feeling wounded and missing it already. i haven’t told Facebook yet, I’m dreading having to deal with all new numbers and information and i kind of like knowing that i can control it a bit. sort of a fresh start. and then i forget my fucking iPhone...
January 2012
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December 2011
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“Every person’s blood is red. Every person’s tears are salty.”
– Old Path, White Clouds
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July 2011
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“Well life is ever changing
but I will always find a constant
and comfort in...”
– ‘swept away’ the avett brothers
