Who Are You When I'm Not Looking?

My oh my, you're so good looking
Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends
But I've not tasted all you're cooking
Who are you when I'm not looking

Do you pour a little something on the rocks
Slide down the hallway in your socks
When you undress, do you leave a path
Then sink to your nose in a bubble bath

My oh my, you're so good looking
Hold yourself together like a pair of bookends
But I've not tasted all you're cooking
Who are you when I'm not looking

I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know

Do you break things when you get mad
Eat a box of chocolate cause you're feeling bad
Do you paint your toes 'cause you bite your nails
And call up mama when all else fails

Who are you when I'm not around
When the door is locked and the shades are down
Do you listen to your music quietly
And when it feels just right are you thinking of me

I wanna know, I wanna know, I wanna know

My oh my, you're so good looking
But who are you when I'm not looking

New URL

I plan on changing the URL of my blog sometime in the near future, but I wanted to give you guys a fair warning ahead of time.

The new, but as of yet non-existent, URL will be www.butterfliesandmemories.blogspot.com.

The House That Built Me

I thought if I could touch this place or feel it, this brokenness inside me might start healing. Out here it's like I'm someone else. I thought that I might find myself. If I could just come in, I swear I'll leave. I won't take nothing but a memory, from the house that built me.

Me-Shirts

This week, I happened upon many, many t-shirts which I would be proud to wear. As a college student, I feel it my right, née my duty, to display such fashion brain-children for the world to see. This one ------>
needs no explanation.














We move on to the band section, with Adam Young and his alter genius Owl City representing.
Note that this is indeed the last pressing of this shirt. However, I trust the majority of you can manipulate a iron effectively and will therefore not become downheartened.







That WAS a joke.

And for the grand finale, everyone's favorite, the dashing (fake) literary hero, Fitzwilliam
!!!!!!!

*wild applause*

The end.