
HAPPY THANKSGIVING, F-LIST!
I know I'm late. But I traced that hand turkey on thanksgiving (that's MY OWN HAND bitches, and let me tell you it's not easy to trace your hand on a surface that can only contain a third of its area at a time) and I was sure as hell wishing the whole-god-damned-world a happy thanksgiving on thanksgiving. so there.
I'm thankful for everything. No, really. If I really think about it, I'm thankful for every home-cooked meal I've eaten and every historical event, even the ones I haven't learned about yet, every teacher I've had and yaddayadda etc. 'Cause all of those things have made me or one of the people around me the person I am today, even to the tiniest degree, and even if I'm not entirely happy with who that person is all of the time, I think that this person has the potential to do some pretty sock-rockingly awesome things.
I love the mountains,
I love the clear blue skies...
