(Source: therosediaries)
Transferring old home movies from vhs to dvd makes me realize how much has changed and how much has stayed the same. It casts everything in a bittersweet light.
What I found/learned:
Why does this always happen?!
(Source: tastefullyoffensive)
I still haven’t unpacked everything, and it’s left me with one pathway to my bed. How did my tiny dorm room hold all this?