Dana from Panera waved at me today when I went to get my tea. I was so excited. I’m six years old again.
Day before Halloween at Savers = death. Oh well. Getting tea and possibly putting together some kind of costume so I’m not the lame one at work who won’t dress up.
Yesterday and today turned out to be such good days. I am pleased with everything right now.
I look at you and everything inside me feels like dust. Not empty, just dusty. Not dirty, just dusty. Nobody knows what I mean.
It’s the way people try not to change that’s unnatural. The way we cling to what...
Please stop. I’ve had just about enough of this.
I secretly put on my boots and walked around in the leaves in my backyard just so I could feel like fall :x
Getting some tea and then work from 11-7. Just great.
I died a little on the inside when you showed up at Savers tonight. I wanted to throw up all over your ugly fucking sweatshirt that you’ve been wearing every time I’ve seen you since the 7th grade. I hated you hugging me. I hate you. It didn’t surprise me at all that you were with three girls. You are still the same old you. I don’t even know why this got under my skin so...
Why are things never where they belong?
Looking forward to today, especially because this weather is so nice.
My plastic license finally came in the mail today. It’s a shame that the only thing I can do is hold it in my hands while I sit in the rental car that I can’t even drive. The same rental car that I am forced to have for two more weeks because my car got smashed by someone. The same someone who apparently found the concept of stopping at a stop sign to be far too complex. Stupid bitch.
I haven’t felt like this in two months. God, I miss it.
You called me this morning. I think it was an accident though. I picked up and there was nobody there. Disappointment.
University Of Virginia Offers Class On Lady Gaga →
fuckyeahladygaga: Some students at the University of Virginia will be taking on a new figure to study this fall: Lady Gaga. The Cavalier Daily reports: In Graduate Arts & Sciences student Christa Romanosky’s ongoing ENWR 1510 class, “GaGa for Gaga: Sex, Gender, and Identity,” students analyze how the musician… I guess I know where I’m going to college now…
This is one of those things that I would be dying to rush to tell you. Tonight, I don’t think I will.
I am speechless.
How could you ever say that knowing what you know?
The timing here is so painfully unfortunate.
Thank you for rescuing me this afternoon. You’re lovely.
He was a good man—and he’s gone. I was nothing to him, and there was...– Elizabeth Jane
I don’t want you to leave. I’m secretly afraid that when you come back everything is going to be different. I’m kind of nervous. I think I’m going to really miss you. Why am I making such a big deal out of this?
Saw the most beautiful silk, skin tone Stella McCartney today. It was alomst mine.
I quit. I quit. I quit. Some things just aren’t meant to be, you know?
I haven’t talked to you in a couple of days. I feel weird.