Graveyard Dirt: Two Worlds and In-between

This ain't a scene

So two days ago Italics tells me I'll never be able to leave Livejournal because I'm from Chicago and was born in the 80s and I just laughed and laughed and laughed and laughed and became really fucking nostalgic for Shed's mausoleum in Rosehill, that one Thai place on the corner of Clark and Belmont (YOU GOT TO SIT ON PILLOWS ON THE FLOOR, OKAY?), and the free admission day of the Art Institute on Michigan Avenue.

JESUS, I AM EMO'S BITCHY (AND WAY, WAY COOLER) OLDER SISTER.

(CHRIST.)