I traded a night and day of almost nothing but sleep for a night with virtually none.
Oh well.

I'm currently sitting here typing and reading Harry Potter with a towel on my neck, doing the best I can to not dye my skin. I'm afraid it's too late for my ears.

My time's almost up however, and I'm excited to see how it turned out, so I'll save this post and continue it in a little while.

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Well I've got to wait for my hair to dry before I can see it, but I have a good feeling about it.


My brother got home around 3:30 this morning. Naturally, I was still awake.
And I slept in the dark last night. Willingly. Listening to the sweet sounds of complete strangers singing about my life.


You're all that I hoped I'd find
In every single way
And everything I would give
Is everything you couldn't take
'Cause nothing feels like home;
You're a thousand miles away
And the hardest part of living is just taking breaths to stay
'Cause I know I'm good for something,
I just haven't found it yet

And I need it...

I absolutely love Mayday Parade. I adore them. There's always so much feeling behind the words.
There's not much more for me to say on the subject.

I miss the lips that made me fly...