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Saturday nights listening to pretty voices at Art Six with Grace, writing english papers to Feist’s perfect album, stellar Rocket Summer announcements, and late nights singin’ and ukulelein’ with Julia (despite my bad harmonies) all make for the most wonderful of music-filled weekends. Sometimes I miss things. Big things, like smiling and dear friends and the results of hard work and making conclusions and feeling like I actually might be cut out for this after all and phone calls and pasta with the pops and the perfect amount of light from icicles and christmas trees and pretty doodles and sweet gestures and finally being honest and lovely strangers and colorful forts that hang over beds and baking with wonderful pseudo-sisters and dancing to Blind Pilot and bike rides in light rain and moving on and making progress and finally feeling better without pretending and without trying so hard. Really, without trying at all.

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4 thoughts on “Bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum

  1. I’m pretty really impressed that Franny got that the title was winter song. Anyway, also, I pretty much am really supportive of this whole entire post. Whoop! I hope you’re having a loverly day without obligations 😉

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