April 2012
March 2012
When I’m sad I reread our messages, and my mood instantly lifts.
If I’m forced to live on fucking North Campus next year, by myself of course, maybe I’ll finally get a black cat to keep me company.
It’s okay to sacrifice a little time for what could be a very good thing. I don’t know. No idea really. But I’d be lying if I said I didn’t have a good feeling about this.
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venir ici : Come here
it’s coming back to me, un petit peu. Mais oui, j’espere qu’il viendra (??) ici.
i’m growing my nails out long as fuck. i’m about to have CLAWS :D
venir ici
you crazy if you think i remember high school french
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come here.