held the hand of satan

i deleted my tumblr the other day because i was bored of it and it ended up just being a followers-based thing which meant i never really posted what i wanted to anymore. and i don't feel that way about this blog for some reason. it's like a very heavily censored version of my diary, with pretty pictures and a lot less angst (believe it or not).

so right now all i am doing is sleeping, going out, eating, liking boys i can't have, blah blah. initially it was all so exciting but now i feel like i am slipping back into mundanity and this saddens me a little bit. but i suppose one thing that is really nice is to have friends. having people that really do like me and want to spend time with me, for the first time in the better part of four years.

"all changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves; we must die to one life before we can enter another." - anatole france

currently listening to

true love will find you in the end - daniel johnston

transdermal celebration - ween
concrete schoolyard - jurassic 5
dance yrself clean - lcd soundsystem