this storm is frightening me very muchly. it sounds like raccoons are climbing up my west wall while my north wall gets pummeled by rain. i really don’t like this.
oh boy… i guess this means my mom will be boycotting google. maybe. i’m not sure if she knows that other search engines exist.
thank god for professors who let you have an 8.5 x 11 piece of paper annotated any way you want for tests. seriously.
rolling in the deep- adele ft. childish gambino, or the theme song to last night’s solo cheer up dance party? you decide.
also, amy what was wrong with me when i thought i didn’t like adele?
punching in a dream- the naked and famous
they sound kinda passion pit-ish, but different, and i like them. they sound like the opposite of winter.