january fourteenth at seven thirty p.m.
no more nights with no encore

i suppose i do most of the things i do so that in 5 years i can say how romantically poetic high school was for me. though, that's stretching the truth quite a bit. perhaps this next semester can account for three years of memories, i have a feeling it might be the best time i'll ever have in high school.

i'd like to make some mix cds for people.

apr�s - vers l'avant

bout cinq...
ate pm - 2013-01-09
2012-12-02 - 2012-12-02
won a.m. - 2012-11-16
long cold nights - 2012-10-30
drowned dreams - 2012-10-30

lame