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missmandicall.

honestly cannot handle her cuteness.

gonna miss her lots this semester.

today is beautiful.

babies are being born today.
today is someone's birthday.
today someone is getting married.
today was someone's first kiss.
it is the best day of someone's life.

today is beautiful.

20 something.

i remember being a kid & looking at those attractive, well dressed, 20 somethings sitting in the libraries. they were smiling, reading their books, doing their homework, & drinking their coffees. & i always thought to myself, "they look so happy, yeah, they must be really happy."
i envied them.
but here i am. i am a 20 something, barely, but still a 20 something. & i may spend days sitting in the libraries, i read my books, i do my homework, i drink my beverages, and sometimes i smile. i forget to sleep and i reckon that's part of being a 20 something. i am currently sitting in my apartment, on my couch, listening to cheap trick & the carpenters & wearing a snap back.
i'm a 20 something.
i remember being a kid & looking at those 20 somethings. wondering what it would be like to be a 20 something. well. here i am, a 20 something. i ask myself sometimes if i'm okay with where i am at the age of 20 something.
& you know, i think i am.
i'm a 20 something. & i'm okay with it.

p.s. tay blogged. check it out right here.

caught 

callused.

confused.

she cradled her love.

she held it tight.

a child,

one she'd nurse,

never release.

real.

irrational.

she cradled her love.

cold.

afraid.

alone.

she cradled her love.

hi, i've been gone for awhile. this is why.

i'm removed.

i'm pleading for escape.
she's not coming.
it isn't normal,
what i've become.

in a day or two,
i tell myself.
in a day or two,
it'll be okay.

i drown myself
in tea
& black ink.


i'm a big girl now. i know what i should be doing, what i should be striving to become but i don't want it. i lost it all, all the want & desire of the girl i was. i can't promise the girl, the woman, i am becoming is a good one, but she's the best i can manage right now.
life is what it is.
i just hope it straightens out & turns itself into a good one.

also. my best buddy, tay, he blogs. check it out billymoney.blogspot.com 
he's funny.

this is my dog.