J. Gib., organic frosted mini wheats, my black leggings aka my skin, text messages, knitting, wireless internet, travel mugs, my sunglasses, and the filthy, rotten scent of oakland. wait- scratch that! i'm living by the mansions of shadyside, and they smell divine.
a love-struck romeo.
matthew good band, robbie robertson, eve6, acceptance, killing heidi, the dog and everything, david gray, sense field, ultimate fakebook, third eye blind, marc broussard, the urge, ...and anything you can shake your butt to and/or sing along with
return to oz, the lord of the rings series, best in show, spirited away, howl's moving castle. and definitely... she's the man.
the flat screen on the ceiling above my bed
the giving tree, the fountainhead, jane eyre, cloudy with a chance of meatballs, plainsong
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