Sunday, March 30, 2008


I wish things didn't hurt so much.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

"I believe in a promised land."

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

It's one of those nights where it's raining and snowing and cold and miserable and mom is in a really bad mood but everything is inexplicably beautiful.

Sunday, March 16, 2008



Back to the same old routine, halfway. That's life.