others become memories

others become memories

Sunday, May 2, 2010

I tried to create a tumblr, but I don't understand their coding so I was unable to change the navigation and couldn't add links to it. If you'd be willing to help me with that, then please comment. If anybody is even reading this. I don't know. I'm not that interesting.

Mostly, I am just tired. By the way, do you have any favorite words? My favorite for a while was "paradoxical", but now it is "translucent". That's how I feel right about now, to be quite honest. Who knows. I surely don't know. I'm tired and should be asleep, but I'm not so here I am rambling to nobody I know in real life. (If I do know you in real life, feel free to point that out. I like knowing who reads these things. It makes me feel attached to you somehow)

And a treat. Here I am. Curled hair and a dress. I hate whenever you can't see my other arm in pictures like this, but it's because I ALWAYS hold myself up with it behind my back. So yes, I have both arms. I promise.

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Without hope, the us's give up - I know you cannot live on hope alone, but without it, life is not worth living. So you, and you, and you... You gotta give em' hope... you gotta give em' hope. -Harvey Milk, Milk(2008)