Nostalgia.

I'm listening to songs that I listened to when I was thirteen and thoughtless. And everyone was barcode and I was individual (which is really just another way of saying that I didn't fit in). I wanted to live underwater for the most part because I wanted so badly to be that deep. I was probably more like shallow as a shower though. Punk-rocker princess. I had one cd (which I'd stolen from my sister) and only listened to Avril Lavigne's early stuff and The Killers. How very un-subversive.

I remember trying to cut myself with the tip of a safety pin and ending up with lantana scratches all up my arms. I remember laughing with my best friend and crying when she didn't talk to me because she didn't feel like it. I remember those were the days when my bedroom door was open. I remember sleeping in the same bed as my mum on some nights and not worrying about schoolwork and still getting A's. I remember meeting my now-boyfriend (he threw my pencil case off of a second story building).

I should be doing school-work but instead I'm reliving the more carefree years.

Nostalgia.