this city's just cemetaries and forgotten men

eyes lit;

i pawn short breaths.

a fawn's dark eye lids,

dada dada die,

but life's breast;

like a sun against my head.

It is incredibly hard to type properly when three of your fingers are taped together. Bloody volleyball. & I told Megan not to set it to me. Bent my little finger back :

It was a fun lesson though, actually. I'm honestly so terrible at ball games. I'll watch the ball come straight for me and instead of catching it or something I'll just step out the way and watch it go past, then afterwards think, 'Shiittt, my ball'.

It was funny, we had some professional volleyball players to come in, they must have thought we were retarded or something. It was lols, except for the finger dying situation.

I love my Meg :] She's my bestest friend in the world and enjoys taking pictures of me when I'm doing a silly face wearing my new shirt ;]

Even though I don't actually look like this irl.

Crimewave - Crystal Castles

Go, go, go :]