who cares

you can read this. i want you to.

muertos is a beautiful word.  i'm half mexican.  i don't particularly care that i'm half mexican.  it's nice that i usually don't have to wear sunscreen because i never get burned.  but sometimes, i'm a little proud of my heritage.

i'm proud of the word muertos, anyway.

here's me, in a nutshell:

1.  my hair isn't red anymore.  as i sit typing it has blue dye in it.

2.  i think i'm doing it again.  i'm falling.  falling falling.  and there's no way in all of heck that she would let herself fall for me.  which, i suppose, is a good thing.  because i'm not supposed to be falling for her.  i will continue to try to pull myself back up.

3.  i'm being a lazy college student.  i should be writing a research paper right now that's due tomorrow and i started an hour ago.  meh.

4.  i eat too much lately.  i think it's winter.

5.  i'm moving back home with my mom, because i'm too lazy to get a job.  every time i think of leaving san francisco, i feel a needle sink deeper into my chest.  i love it like a sibling.

6.  okay seriously, i can't stop thinking about her.  i could go on about her mannerisms, but i won't.  because it would make you sick.

7.  i've become obsessed with the stars.  cassiopiea.  cassiopiea is my friend.

8.  the second everyone else leaves the house and i'm alone, i sprint up to my room and play guitar, because i can finally play as loud as i want.

9.  i watch Garden State over and over. 

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