My sweater smells precisely of the same laundry detergent that the band moms would wash our bibs and jackets with. Just a whiff and I was in the uniform closet again. The snares were pit-pattering outside again.
I really do miss marching band. I'm really glad that was part of my life.
About Me
- r e n e e
- a "im up, what more do you want from me?" sticker hideously controls the back of my door, and i always tell myself to tear it down. my roommate/ awarded older brother put it on there as a joke, but now i view it as one of those inspirational-quotes that major corporations hang on their employees cubical thinking that it is honestly going to inspire after the second day. perhaps it sum's up the extent to which i am motivated. "im alive, what more do you want from me world?" it's a glorious and underrated mantra regardless. - the orphaned anything's, memoir of a lesser known :: nineteen, female, believes there's more to living than just being alive.
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