February 2011
& The thing is, I can’t wait to get away…see what this world will offer me. I don’t want to sit at home wasting my life.
Alas
“In your eyes I lost my place, could stay a while…I’m melting”
Oh, Bert McCracken, why did I forget how good you were? Alas, it is true - my iPod neglected, reflected my own face at me, smeared black eye-liner and all. Challenging my norm of Eminem tracks on repeat, I shuffled my library the whole day to realize how many songs I’ve forgotten and how much each song...
