M&M brownie cookies
Just finished a book called Something Borrowed. It was really good. Reccomended by the lovely one and only Linda Pop. Honestly after reading the back cover I totally judged the book...by its cover ( HA..HA..HA..) thinking it would not catch my interests but it really did.
Anyways... is it really horrible to stay up late by yourself looking through and reading old old old things from high school? Things that were dated back to the year 2005, which at first glance doesn't seem so far back then you realize that was FIVE FUCKING YEARS AGO. So you are sitting in your Chicago third floor apartment alone reading shit from a small town Texas high school, shit that doesn't matter and never really did in the first place. But some how its bringing back all these memories and you start thinking wow I had some really good fucking times back then( and we wont mention the bad times). I think this is one thing I don't know if I'll ever know how to deal with. The passing of time, the passing of old friends, the passing of time periods in your life that you know you will never be able to go back to, the passing of old memories you really don't want to forget but have already forgotten most of them. Life is fucking crazy fucked up. But we already knew that I guess
Anyways... is it really horrible to stay up late by yourself looking through and reading old old old things from high school? Things that were dated back to the year 2005, which at first glance doesn't seem so far back then you realize that was FIVE FUCKING YEARS AGO. So you are sitting in your Chicago third floor apartment alone reading shit from a small town Texas high school, shit that doesn't matter and never really did in the first place. But some how its bringing back all these memories and you start thinking wow I had some really good fucking times back then( and we wont mention the bad times). I think this is one thing I don't know if I'll ever know how to deal with. The passing of time, the passing of old friends, the passing of time periods in your life that you know you will never be able to go back to, the passing of old memories you really don't want to forget but have already forgotten most of them. Life is fucking crazy fucked up. But we already knew that I guess
Labels: fuck, high school, something borrowed, texas





