Over the years I’ve developed a quite fond relationship with the few things that have been consistently around me. Those around me fail to realize this. I like my simple objects, nothing too extravagant. I’ll take my barren cinder-block walls over cool shades of taupe. I take comfort in my Wal-Mart generics, not the name brand organics. Everything from my thrift shop clothes to my cardboard coasters. It’s more than what I’ve gotten used to moving from dorm to dorm, it’s the things that make my true home.


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