under my apple tree i like fuzzy feelings before i go to sleep. i like conversations that are impossible to end. i like holidays and being home alone. i dont understand peoples obsession with the maraathon tomorrow. i like the new banner i made with/for jamie . i like the blankets pulled up to my neck. i like having the fan on. i dont like holiday changes or restaraunts. i dont like trying to spell that word. or forgein.. foriegn? close but not quite. |