If you want it, come and get it.

My dorm room is currently eight thousand degrees and I'm contemplating breakfast.

The blog turns three today.

I'm going downtown to study for my Drama final after my laundry comes out of the dryer. It's warm enough out today for gelato.

It's funny how one day things are so awful and then allofasudden it's all just... okay. That's where I'm sitting now. It feels good. No need for vindication or revenge or retribution. Nothing. Just okay. I've got nothing to prove this time.