December 2009
2 posts
dear 2009:
you started out as my ‘year of growing up’ or ‘grow up time in ‘09’. you ended up kicking my ass along the way, but growing up some i did.
so here: thanks for reminding me once again that babies are far more important than hair. duh. and for getting rid of ‘waste of space’ friends in my life and making more room for the ‘i just cant live...
Broken hearted as a heart could be. Or is it open hearted as a heart could be? Eithe way you’ve never taken me inside.