I think you're wrong with the sock thing. Steph has these really fun socks what are Christmas oriented or something, and they have like frilly balls on them. Those, my friend, were the coolest socks ever. Those, or the ones with the frogs.
I need to lose my photographic memory, it holds me back....
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.
Heehee, well, since the theme seems to be socks all of a sudden... here are the cutest socks ever:
Duckies!!!
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i have ones that have cupcakes and ones that have hamburgers and fries (inside joke, they were a present) i also have ones with penguins, ones with reindeer (they were christmas socks from old navy) ones with strawberries,and just a lot of striped ones. i also have regular white socks.
!EMiLY!
sweet blasphemy my giving tree
it hasn't rained in years
i bring to you this sacrificial offering of virgin ears
leave it to me i remain free from all the comforts of home
and where that is i'm pleased as piss to say
i'll never really know
i have mostly white, a few black, and two powerpuff girl socks.
we are the brand new beatniks. we are the down and outers.
we are the bleeding hearts, beating syncopated, broken rhythm.
our speed is often break neck. we need to slow it down.
tired of being sleepless. tired of being broken.
I have a plethora of Spongebob socks and multicolored tube socks. Needless to say, I look like a freak when I wear plaid shorts, striped tube socks, and red Converse High Tops.
I faced death. I went in with my arms swinging. But I heard my own breath and had to face that I'm still living. I'm still flesh. I hold on to awful feelings. I'm not dead... My chest still draws breath. I hold it. I'm buoyant. There's no end.