away

there are angels

in your angles

there's a low moon

caught in your tangles

of angels and angles

the decemberists

3.10

candy bars, metals, trophies, and stressful days

still she dreams,

dreams of 5K

different place, fast turnover has gone away

but still she dreams of 5K

the calendar was set in stone

now cracked in half

but not unknown

5K

matt & kim

and in the daylight, i don't pick up my phone, cause in the daylight anywhere feels like home.

i miss yellow lines in my roads

some color on monochrome

maybe i'll paint them in myself

maybe i'll paint them in myself

and with just half of a sunburn
new yellow lines that i earned
step back and here comes the night time
step back and here comes the night time

daylight

matt & kim

we forget

but my head's to the wall

and i'm lonely

new slang

the shins

the wait

florence and the machine

haunted

ain't it sad, though ain't it true

there's no more space

for me and you

no space in this realm

akron/family

image: austinkleon.com

math of summer

4 hours of sleep a night

9 hours of class/lab a day

5 hours of work

1 meal

4 textbooks/workbooks

4 exams

10 minutes outside

1 semester of organic chemistry, only in a matter of weeks instead =

1 ticket to pure hell

i know i'm whining.

i know it's my choice.

shutting up in 3, 2, 1.

(butseriouslyohmygod.)