Miss Nia Autopsy.

i don't know everything about myself. but i know enough..

weather changes and diet coke give me bad headaches, like what i have right now.

i love writing but i don't want to do it for a living.

i'm loving photography as of late.

half baked is absolutely hilarious. i love movies about pot.

i want a mini coop.

you know nothing about me at all and this will not change.

school feels as though it's filled with overwhelming busy work, nothing that will have anything to do with my future... what to do what to do, procrastinate.

things may be strange, but everything changes, you can't escape it. stick to your guns and who you really are; in the end, that is all you will have.

i almost want to write down every thing you said that i can still remember. but it would give you too much satisfaction to know i still think about you. unfortunately, i do, and i don't know when it will finally stop. all i can say is that you are not the person i loved; this is why i won't fight for you. i found this on postsecret and thought of you, and our pictures i can't bear to look at.

keep it real.

<3