TRESTLES

are gorgeous structures. 

there’s something left to salvage?

Once upon a time, I was fairly bright. I was good at things that I worked hard at. My mind was quick and always hungry.

More often that not, I’m caring. Sometimes, I’m fun. Always a good listener, whatever that means. But without being able to offer any advice, I hardly see how that’s better than befriending a pair of ears.

I have “swimmer shoulders”, the envy of many women apparently. Smiling is fun. Very rarely, especially on days when I don’t leave the house, I look moderately pretty.

In conclusion, fuck because this isn’t a whole lot.

• sooooo philly’s been resolved, kind of. 3AM bears and the like.
• motivation to bike is now MICE? gasping for breath, thighs burning …does the offer still stand?
• you are a mess you are a mess what are you doing stop being so finicky !

I’m getting emotional about a dress. Fuck.

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Good day.

Saw chess players by the playground, a group of friends playing baseball, a man playing tennis, a field of bright red and green jersey-clad soccer players, and two brothers playing road hockey in my elementary school parking lot.

Try to imagine it: clear blue sky, sun streaming through the leaves, cool breeze. I return home to receive news that I won a scholarship. I go to Wonderland tomorrow, followed by a long weekend filled with biking, movie-watching, and a picnic!

I am content.

i’m not upset, i’m not upset, i’m not.

i couldn’t care less. really.