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ericamay, 25may1995, single forever, devoted to peter pan
charlieissocoollike, doctor who, peter pan, you me at six, i see stars, andy oliver, devin oliver, ribbons, bows, drummers, bright colours, black and white contrast, people who smile a lot, laughing, beats, rhythms, being good at something, fireworks, writing, sketching, details, internet, photoshop, graphic design, coding, paint, crayons, paper, plain goldfish, the colours green and blue, prince phillip, princess aurora, tinkerbell, neverland, disneyland, disneyworld, crush the turtle, chemistry, storybook romance, arctic monkeys, britain, irish accents, every accent, scottish boys, skinny boys, pale boys, collarbones, freckles, gingers, photobooths, madina lake, billy idol, chocolate chip cookies, toffee, tiny marshmallows, hot cocoa, good memories, bloodrushes, laughing, singers, musicians, good headphones, punching the backs of car seats while listening to hardcore music in parking lots, hugs, kisses, winter, sweaters, hoodies, scarves, snowflakes, eyelashes, pretty eyes, dark hair, blonde hair, straight hair, wavy hair, offensive humours, people who don't take things seriously, heated debates, awkward moments, having private concerts home alone, red pandas, sharks, weasels, minxes, puppydogs, kittycats, post-it notes, caring reminders, strawberries, raspberries, william beckett, matt smith, karen gillan, david tennant, alex turner, joe brooks, noah and the whale, mumford and sons, los campesinos, french people, foreign languages, magic tricks, illusions, photographs, macros, doodling people i know, doodling people i wish i knew, pens that flow smoothly, shortbread cookies, tapping my feet, high fives, pokemon, laughing so hard i cry, being told people love me, winning, swedish fish, candies, neil patrick harris, nerimon, frezned, danisnotonfire, alexisonfire, billy talent, taking back sunday, john gomez, brian dales, alex pettyfer, logan lerman, tumblr, squareenix, old names, music class, good friends, late-night confessions, hanging out anywhere, eccentricity, spontaneous people, people with good memories, being unforgotten, lyricists, air heads, scissors, kicking, unicorns, rainbows, miss rainicorn, adventure time with finn and jake, flapjack, we came as romans, architects, joy division, two door cinema club, emma watson, george craig, emma watson and george craig together, the hoosiers, old photos, chalk drawing, graffiti, skateboarders, bmx riders, comic fanatics, superheros, guys, candy in tin cases, pastel stars, pointless wishing, sweet dreams, morning messages, text conversations, honey on toast, apple jelly, internet memes, advil, motion city soundtrack, vampire weekend, rolo tomassi, people named connor, people named sebastian, william, james, oliver, owen, eoin, alexander, joshua, andrew, aaron, christopher, jackson, hunter, and the like, the afterlife kids, downloading music, new downloads, video games, rpgs, shooter games, screaming, all forgotten, arcade fire, the asteroids galaxy tour, kick ass, aaron johnson, christopher mintz-plasse, devon werkshire, thick rimmed glasses, flickr, hipsters, cute kids, never growing up, beastie boys, we are the ocean, blink182, chameleon circuit, john green, hank green, paper towns, the perks of being a wallflower, lewis carroll, c.s. lewis, absolute brightness, the chronicles of narnia, lockets, trinkets, mimes, golden pocketwatches, nifty antiquities, halloween, sewing, the click five, parkway drive, cold war kids, obscurities, confessions, bookstores, candy stores, inside jokes, walls of wonder, being awesome, skins, kaya scodelario, luca pasqualino, jack o'connell, nicholas hoult, max hewer, hannah murray,
and a number of other things...
there was a time
when i'd look forward to Christmas oh-so much. as soon as the snow fell in november (that's right, it used to snow in november) and the advent calendar on neopets was open again in december, i'd be filled with such joy for the season. i grew up in a toronto apartment and all, but we still managed to harbour an actual tree to decorate. i'd count down the twenty-five days with my chocolate calendar and eat the confections with excitement, even if they tasted stale from sitting in cardboard up until that moment. the carols that played in malls and on the radio were enjoyed, even though they were repetitive and corny. when Christmas Eve came, nobody could sleep with butterflies in their tummies. waking at 7'oclock was nothing for us as we'd watch outdated and classic Christmas films until Mom and Dad woke up, or maybe sneak off to the presents to inspect them all before we could be caught. ripping off the corners to get a hint of what was inside. sometimes, the wrapping paper would be the best part, ripping it off whatever was inside. it was, altogether, a great feeling.
fastforward to now.
what happened to it all? it didn't snow until half-way through december and not too many people bought gifts, just for the people they KNEW. everything's so commericalized and everyone complains about what's playing on the radio. kids don't seem to pay any attention to the chocolate calendars anymore. i don't know about you, but i went to sleep easily -- i even FORGOT it was Christmas. the BIRTH OF JESUS CHRIST. church was packed with people, so much so that more people were standing than sitting, but the complaints and looks of impatience were enough to ruin the spirit. i wanted to sleep in. it didn't feel like Christmas, it still doesn't. the whole gift unwrapping session took seven minutes, tops, and all the wrapping paper was thrown in the recycling bin. and now, i'm sitting here, on my laptop with my dad in the same room, doing the exact same. i've got a brother who's never even built a snowman before and i can't help but feel bad. isn't that what we used to do after Christmas morning -- pile up our snowpants and layers of clothing and make snow angels? i read about and think about lonely people, who probably sit alone in their empty homes with the pictures hung up on the walls. or the poor, who sit in shelters, experiencing an ounce of the happiness they should.
oh Christmas, where have you gone?
xx
this layout and the icon was made by chapstick with colors from colourlovers. do not remove/alter the credits section in any way, thank you.
ericamay, 25may1995, single forever, devoted to peter pan
charlieissocoollike, doctor who, peter pan, you me at six, i see stars, andy oliver, devin oliver, ribbons, bows, drummers, bright colours, black and white contrast, people who smile a lot, laughing, beats, rhythms, being good at something, fireworks, writing, sketching, details, internet, photoshop, graphic design, coding, paint, crayons, paper, plain goldfish, the colours green and blue, prince phillip, princess aurora, tinkerbell, neverland, disneyland, disneyworld, crush the turtle, chemistry, storybook romance, arctic monkeys, britain, irish accents, every accent, scottish boys, skinny boys, pale boys, collarbones, freckles, gingers, photobooths, madina lake, billy idol, chocolate chip cookies, toffee, tiny marshmallows, hot cocoa, good memories, bloodrushes, laughing, singers, musicians, good headphones, punching the backs of car seats while listening to hardcore music in parking lots, hugs, kisses, winter, sweaters, hoodies, scarves, snowflakes, eyelashes, pretty eyes, dark hair, blonde hair, straight hair, wavy hair, offensive humours, people who don't take things seriously, heated debates, awkward moments, having private concerts home alone, red pandas, sharks, weasels, minxes, puppydogs, kittycats, post-it notes, caring reminders, strawberries, raspberries, william beckett, matt smith, karen gillan, david tennant, alex turner, joe brooks, noah and the whale, mumford and sons, los campesinos, french people, foreign languages, magic tricks, illusions, photographs, macros, doodling people i know, doodling people i wish i knew, pens that flow smoothly, shortbread cookies, tapping my feet, high fives, pokemon, laughing so hard i cry, being told people love me, winning, swedish fish, candies, neil patrick harris, nerimon, frezned, danisnotonfire, alexisonfire, billy talent, taking back sunday, john gomez, brian dales, alex pettyfer, logan lerman, tumblr, squareenix, old names, music class, good friends, late-night confessions, hanging out anywhere, eccentricity, spontaneous people, people with good memories, being unforgotten, lyricists, air heads, scissors, kicking, unicorns, rainbows, miss rainicorn, adventure time with finn and jake, flapjack, we came as romans, architects, joy division, two door cinema club, emma watson, george craig, emma watson and george craig together, the hoosiers, old photos, chalk drawing, graffiti, skateboarders, bmx riders, comic fanatics, superheros, guys, candy in tin cases, pastel stars, pointless wishing, sweet dreams, morning messages, text conversations, honey on toast, apple jelly, internet memes, advil, motion city soundtrack, vampire weekend, rolo tomassi, people named connor, people named sebastian, william, james, oliver, owen, eoin, alexander, joshua, andrew, aaron, christopher, jackson, hunter, and the like, the afterlife kids, downloading music, new downloads, video games, rpgs, shooter games, screaming, all forgotten, arcade fire, the asteroids galaxy tour, kick ass, aaron johnson, christopher mintz-plasse, devon werkshire, thick rimmed glasses, flickr, hipsters, cute kids, never growing up, beastie boys, we are the ocean, blink182, chameleon circuit, john green, hank green, paper towns, the perks of being a wallflower, lewis carroll, c.s. lewis, absolute brightness, the chronicles of narnia, lockets, trinkets, mimes, golden pocketwatches, nifty antiquities, halloween, sewing, the click five, parkway drive, cold war kids, obscurities, confessions, bookstores, candy stores, inside jokes, walls of wonder, being awesome, skins, kaya scodelario, luca pasqualino, jack o'connell, nicholas hoult, max hewer, hannah murray,
and a number of other things...
don't you remember that time?
25.12.09 at 8:12 AM
there was a time
when i'd look forward to Christmas oh-so much. as soon as the snow fell in november (that's right, it used to snow in november) and the advent calendar on neopets was open again in december, i'd be filled with such joy for the season. i grew up in a toronto apartment and all, but we still managed to harbour an actual tree to decorate. i'd count down the twenty-five days with my chocolate calendar and eat the confections with excitement, even if they tasted stale from sitting in cardboard up until that moment. the carols that played in malls and on the radio were enjoyed, even though they were repetitive and corny. when Christmas Eve came, nobody could sleep with butterflies in their tummies. waking at 7'oclock was nothing for us as we'd watch outdated and classic Christmas films until Mom and Dad woke up, or maybe sneak off to the presents to inspect them all before we could be caught. ripping off the corners to get a hint of what was inside. sometimes, the wrapping paper would be the best part, ripping it off whatever was inside. it was, altogether, a great feeling.
fastforward to now.
what happened to it all? it didn't snow until half-way through december and not too many people bought gifts, just for the people they KNEW. everything's so commericalized and everyone complains about what's playing on the radio. kids don't seem to pay any attention to the chocolate calendars anymore. i don't know about you, but i went to sleep easily -- i even FORGOT it was Christmas. the BIRTH OF JESUS CHRIST. church was packed with people, so much so that more people were standing than sitting, but the complaints and looks of impatience were enough to ruin the spirit. i wanted to sleep in. it didn't feel like Christmas, it still doesn't. the whole gift unwrapping session took seven minutes, tops, and all the wrapping paper was thrown in the recycling bin. and now, i'm sitting here, on my laptop with my dad in the same room, doing the exact same. i've got a brother who's never even built a snowman before and i can't help but feel bad. isn't that what we used to do after Christmas morning -- pile up our snowpants and layers of clothing and make snow angels? i read about and think about lonely people, who probably sit alone in their empty homes with the pictures hung up on the walls. or the poor, who sit in shelters, experiencing an ounce of the happiness they should.
oh Christmas, where have you gone?
xx
this layout and the icon was made by chapstick with colors from colourlovers. do not remove/alter the credits section in any way, thank you.