February 2012
“Where does a thought go when it’s forgotten?”
– Sigmund Freud (via daisy-fresh)
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It’s strange because after winter, you really start to appreciate the nice, sunny, and springy days. When the birds chirp and such, and you can smell the new season in the air. And by the time that’s all over, you forget that feeling because you become so used to it. It happens with every season.
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Anonymous asked: i think you and valen are adorable and you're a really cool person. i don't think you like me much, or at all, but just figured i'd leave some happiness in your askbox. some of your posts seem like you're sad, but i hope you cheer up soon. you deserve it.
Things I want to do sometime between now and next fall with people and not alone
- go to the shore - go to Boston and revisit everywhere i went while at BU - go to NYC and visit MOMA - go to New Hope - bake cookies - watch movies - go to shows - ride bikes and then have a faggy picnic - write music for real - drink a lot of overpriced but lovely coffee - take pictures of all of it
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