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On Vox: This song goes out to Valentine's Day, 2007
I remember this about the day that happened exactly one year ago:
I bought red shoes. I was very very very sad. The cute boy down the street totally shafted tentative plans we made the week prior. The person I maybe perhaps possibly would have liked to see that night was on a serious date with a lovely girl. I got pretty drunk, alone at the bar, while my beloved best bartender friend James tended. Later, there may have been some tears involved as I listened to this song before going to sleep.
I'm posting this here to remind myself of how much things change in a year. Also, I'd like to appreciate last winter. There was a lot of hurting, but I knew that it was changing me for the better. I also knew that something huge was about to happen. It was a magical time for learning about my self and the way I loved. I thank that crazy time for bringing me here.
The only thing that I'd like to add is that I bought a new pair of red shoes yesterday. Last year's model got pretty beat up in all the miles I walked.
I bought red shoes. I was very very very sad. The cute boy down the street totally shafted tentative plans we made the week prior. The person I maybe perhaps possibly would have liked to see that night was on a serious date with a lovely girl. I got pretty drunk, alone at the bar, while my beloved best bartender friend James tended. Later, there may have been some tears involved as I listened to this song before going to sleep.
I'm posting this here to remind myself of how much things change in a year. Also, I'd like to appreciate last winter. There was a lot of hurting, but I knew that it was changing me for the better. I also knew that something huge was about to happen. It was a magical time for learning about my self and the way I loved. I thank that crazy time for bringing me here.
The only thing that I'd like to add is that I bought a new pair of red shoes yesterday. Last year's model got pretty beat up in all the miles I walked.
Originally posted on kellianne.vox.com
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