last night i had a dream that there was a claw machine.

there were a ton of stuffed animals, but also a puppy, hanging out and running around through the animals. it was a pretty gross puppy though, like the kinds with the bug eyes and really really thin fur.

i won it, though, and kept it in my room. i felt bad for it, because it was so ugly and trapped in a claw machine.

i remember giving it a raspberry. the puppy was stoked on it.

i miss this day so much.

oh whaddup ansel adams, chillin in your darkroom.

also i draw like a five year old

things that i have realized since being at college:

i am a straight up book thief.

i will never curb my addiction to diet soda, no matter how much my teeth itch.

going to the bathroom while other people are in there will never get easier, despite what they say.

there is no use in even attempting to clean off the dust that accumulates EVERYWHERE.

i am a filthy, filthy human being.

you should never, ever take real tv for granted.

snow isn't magic happy funtime. it fucking sucks.

i instantly hate people who whine about being away from their significant other for "OH MY GOD THE WHOOOOLE WINTER BREAK."

no matter where i am, i will always know an alarming amount of youtube videos that many people have yet to see.

fire alarms fucking suck.

there is more but i can't think of stuff right now.

oh also i like...write papers and take pictures and stuff. i guess.

and i'm all screwed up, but i feel alright

sinking deeper all the time

inside a hole deep in my mind,

but i love you, i love you more than life.

i'd like to take advantage of a flock of wild birds to make,

to make my escape from this planet.

i get attached to things alarmingly easily.