Before I left home to come back to school for the spring semester, I was going through my closet and drawers and found a pack of red hearts made from some type of foam material. I used them to decorate my door as a freshman and thought I’d take them back with me to use for decoration. No—not because I like Valentine’s Day, in fact I loathe it but that’s an entirely different subject that I’ll probably write about in the coming month. I bought them in the first place because I like cordiform objects and I used to always draw hearts and make origami hearts and dot the Is in my name with hearts. Last night I accidentally burned myself with a glue gun while putting them on the dull white walls in my dorm room. But now they look pretty and girly. I like it.

Before I left home to come back to school for the spring semester, I was going through my closet and drawers and found a pack of red hearts made from some type of foam material. I used them to decorate my door as a freshman and thought I’d take them back with me to use for decoration. No—not because I like Valentine’s Day, in fact I loathe it but that’s an entirely different subject that I’ll probably write about in the coming month. I bought them in the first place because I like cordiform objects and I used to always draw hearts and make origami hearts and dot the Is in my name with hearts. Last night I accidentally burned myself with a glue gun while putting them on the dull white walls in my dorm room. But now they look pretty and girly. I like it.