That’s a hyperlink up there, you best click on it. Another tumblr about Amira. What were the chances?
She decided on Bob Ross.
I promise I was at a stop light when I texted her back.
The typical Thursday-night sarcasm. This also debuts my first Galaxy SIII screenshot.
On Mackelmore’s song “Thrift Shop”.
On her preferred grain.
On not being consulted to correct someone’s grammar.
Me: You have to learn from history, Amira.
Amira: Yeah, and I’ll become history and people will learn from me.
Amira, age 12, 2008
On Lorazepam and a different medium.
On her San Antonio dietary choices.
(The sentence started “I chose wise things.”)