babymaria

i sometimes reach to rub at aching legs, but they’ve been dust for over a decade, and you’re the limb i’ve lost but somehow I still feel. until i awake, we just hope that you made it. we hope that you’re celebrating with people you miss and burning like a beacon, guiding our ship around this hellish shoal. i’m happy to admit that maybe I am a little depressed, cause i’m missing you to death. and now it’s only records of my memory, some little thing you gave posthumously, the details all dragged out.

December 9th we meet again. Interesting how quickly two years goes by while still feeling like yesterday.

tik tok - ke$ha

this song is so bad but after spending about 11 hours in the car yesterday i heard this along with ‘down’ and ‘party in the usa’ roughly 30-50 times each and grew to love it.