I have another story about my day. But not my WHOLE day.
This story begins with a bookshelf. This book shelf is purple [I'm debating painting it tomorrow]. It is full of books and miscellanius things made of binding and paper. Most of it I’ll never read again, or never read in general. I pulled out all my old diaries and magazines [teenvogue, seventeen, teen, cosmogirl. they needed to go] so, first I burned the diaries, it took forever for them to catch. Then they all kinda blew up. So, that was fun. Now for my magazines… and a fire has never smelled better. what with the glossy pages and perfume spilled all over it. it just smelled amazing with the smell of ash and fire. It was almost like putting 300,000 baby prostitutes in a warehouse and setting fire to it. the smell is awesome right? yes. yes it is.
Afterwardds I had a wonderful shower. then a wonderful dinner. and i’m tired so, hopefully a wonderful sleep.
Maya
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TV and Me - Mando Diao
nice songgg in the last post
I mean, in this one too.
but yeah. the last one. seriously, the VIDEO
just those ten seconds (five at a time)
are so good.
okay, I’m done being crazy
mtv is lame. It’s only in the last few years that I’ve realized that people aren’t kidding when they say that they used to mainly play music videos. they ACTUALLY DID.
I was too young to appreciate the ’90s.