So everything is right again.
I am alive and I am happy.
Today I slept in and had a big chunk of camembert toasted on french bread for breakfast with snow peaches and cranberries.
*drools a little*
I have been listening to Broken Social Scene all afternoon and dancing as needed.
I had wonderful conversations with some of my favorite people.
My papa gave me 3 whole pages of geometry problems to solve.
I received the two best compliments of my life:
"you are a mystery wrapped in a riddle designed by a drunken epileptic with synesthesia"
"you are like a bag of dynamite and nails"
I do so love being called beautiful and complex in a car wreck disasterous sort of way.
I adore the ones who acknowledge that.
I love to laugh. Today I have laughed. A lot.
I saw my grandparents and had a tea party with peppermint tea and vanilla cookies. I love tea parties.
It's a beautiful day, not too hot-not too cold. The sun is shining and the world is green again.
I am wearing my favorite shirt and everything seems to fit just right.
I painted my toenails pink.
My papa is making a big dinner for mother's day and trying to win me back over after making me throw up last weekend. He has made an entirely vegetarian meal for me.
I started cleaning again after having made a disaster of my room. It is refreshing to feel like you have accomplished something.
I found an entire package of new pencils. They were even my favorite kind.
My room smells like spring and fresh air.
I have no homework.
The people I care about are all ok.
Everything is right.
I want to learn to dance.
I want to learn how to cook a beautiful meal.
I want to read every book I can get my hands on.
I want to sleep under the stars again.
I want to be hugged closer and tighter than ever before.
I want to roll down a big grassy hill.
I want to dance pointlessly and badly for hours.
I want to run barefoot down a dirt road and end up in a grassy field.
I want to pick daisys all afternoon.
I want to be called Adeline.
I want to fix someone's heart.
I want to be everything.
I pity those who take things too seriously,
and edit themselves for the benefit of others.
I have missed this kind of happiness.
xoxo
♥
I am alive and I am happy.
Today I slept in and had a big chunk of camembert toasted on french bread for breakfast with snow peaches and cranberries.
*drools a little*
I have been listening to Broken Social Scene all afternoon and dancing as needed.
I had wonderful conversations with some of my favorite people.
My papa gave me 3 whole pages of geometry problems to solve.
I received the two best compliments of my life:
"you are a mystery wrapped in a riddle designed by a drunken epileptic with synesthesia"
"you are like a bag of dynamite and nails"
I do so love being called beautiful and complex in a car wreck disasterous sort of way.
I adore the ones who acknowledge that.
I love to laugh. Today I have laughed. A lot.
I saw my grandparents and had a tea party with peppermint tea and vanilla cookies. I love tea parties.
It's a beautiful day, not too hot-not too cold. The sun is shining and the world is green again.
I am wearing my favorite shirt and everything seems to fit just right.
I painted my toenails pink.
My papa is making a big dinner for mother's day and trying to win me back over after making me throw up last weekend. He has made an entirely vegetarian meal for me.
I started cleaning again after having made a disaster of my room. It is refreshing to feel like you have accomplished something.
I found an entire package of new pencils. They were even my favorite kind.
My room smells like spring and fresh air.
I have no homework.
The people I care about are all ok.
Everything is right.
I want to learn to dance.
I want to learn how to cook a beautiful meal.
I want to read every book I can get my hands on.
I want to sleep under the stars again.
I want to be hugged closer and tighter than ever before.
I want to roll down a big grassy hill.
I want to dance pointlessly and badly for hours.
I want to run barefoot down a dirt road and end up in a grassy field.
I want to pick daisys all afternoon.
I want to be called Adeline.
I want to fix someone's heart.
I want to be everything.
I pity those who take things too seriously,
and edit themselves for the benefit of others.
I have missed this kind of happiness.
xoxo
♥
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I've been thinking about getting the original Amityville for years. but was never in the mood to actually spend money on it... lol
I'm so glad you're finally having good times again!!!
I'd love to call you beautiful and complex things, but my engl isn't THAT good... sorry, Adeline.
by the way, why do you want to be called Adeline??
*gives you biggest hug that you ever had"
we will definitely watch it then!!! I love cheesy stuff!!