skip to main
|
skip to sidebar
Your Mom's Harry S. Truman.
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
lbs
I've lost seventeen pounds since the end of the summer.
for some reason it doesn't feel like a positive thing.
but the trees are pretty and I'm loved here.
No comments:
Post a Comment
Newer Post
Older Post
Home
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Followers
Blog Archive
►
2013
(43)
►
October
(2)
►
September
(2)
►
August
(3)
►
June
(5)
►
May
(1)
►
April
(2)
►
March
(9)
►
February
(9)
►
January
(10)
►
2012
(47)
►
December
(3)
►
November
(1)
►
October
(5)
►
September
(1)
►
August
(2)
►
July
(2)
►
June
(3)
►
May
(5)
►
April
(5)
►
March
(5)
►
February
(6)
►
January
(9)
▼
2011
(116)
►
December
(3)
▼
November
(11)
home. [home.]
starveling and starving.
like crazy.
helena.
But actually screw that. What do I have to lose? I...
the more my wrong
how does it make me feel? stupid.
lbs
the best imitation of myself.
I gave her my heart and she gave me a pen.
[I'm Eve again and confused by the water on my face]
►
October
(6)
►
September
(8)
►
August
(10)
►
July
(16)
►
June
(10)
►
May
(10)
►
April
(10)
►
March
(6)
►
February
(15)
►
January
(11)
►
2010
(145)
►
December
(10)
►
November
(6)
►
October
(3)
►
September
(7)
►
August
(17)
►
July
(13)
►
June
(12)
►
May
(12)
►
April
(13)
►
March
(18)
►
February
(19)
►
January
(15)
►
2009
(40)
►
December
(5)
►
November
(4)
►
October
(7)
►
September
(5)
►
August
(7)
►
July
(4)
►
June
(6)
►
May
(1)
►
March
(1)
About Me
Sarah Is [sorta] Rad
View my complete profile
No comments:
Post a Comment