(via papertissue)
i recently discovered my Lizzie McGuire Movie Soundtrack.
i bought it with my own money in the 5th grade. it was my frist CD that i really bought for myself. i danced to that soundtrack in front of the mirror—choreographed all the songs, knew all the words. It was also my magic cd—when we were on roadtrips and i’d start to feel carsick, i’d pop that cd in my cd player [yes, portable cd players. woo] and eat saltines and i would automatically feel better.
i put it on my ipod.
it definitely has magical powers.
a girl walked on, reading Time Traveler’s Wife.
i looked at her and smiled that sort of sad, wistful smile. she looked at me and nodded and smiled the same smile.
it made my day.