Tuesday, December 8, 2009

my gut aches when it remembers all those perfect songs.
oh, how i miss my all-canadian, all-loving, music-making, guitar-picking friends.
why did i ever stop singing?

Friday, December 4, 2009


wishing i knew morning well.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

time goes toooo fast,

i like to pierce the skin of clementine’s, just so i can smell sweet orange all afternoon.
by the way: when i talk about one thing it usually means ive been thinking about it for a very, very long time.