the name means absolutely nothing
So, I’m a few days late for these end of the year summary posts, but I thought I’d post one anyway.
In early 2007, my dad left, we found out about his extra curricular activities, my brother moved back home to “help”, my mom sank into a deep depression.
In summer of 2007, I got drunk, met [...]
EDIT: WHY THE HELL DO I TRY? The latter part of the hour rolling/re-rolling and folding/re-folding articles of clothing like my underwear, in attempt to make them smaller (not happening), and I’m convinced that I’m going to need more luggage space–especially on the way back home, since I plan to do an enormous amount [...]
I'm Lizzy. Or Liz. I'm a seventeen year old from Nashville. I write words here. I like it when people comment on the words I write. Want to know more about me? Carry on my wayward son. (see what I did there? HA.)