April 2011
well this is just…. incredibly relevant to my life. ugh. how true.
Where do I even start?
This room holds so many threads of my life. So many memories.
I don’t want it to be my last night here.
Right now, it is empty. Hollow. Like if you knocked, it would echo.
But it wasn’t always this way. It once held so much. I suppose it always will.
I am safe in this room.
I just don’t want to forget what it feels like to sit underneath my cold sheets, looking at the night light reflecting off my stupid orange walls. I always hated that they were orange.
I don’t want to forget.
I don’t want to forget.
that’s crazy. I had no idea!! I don’t know anyone else that’s an INTP… very strong personality type ;]
party.
I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT THE ROYAL WEDDING. WHO FUCKING CARES. THEY’RE JUST PEOPLE.