the only way out is up.
a little more on this.
ok, i love her, i really do, and i was drawn to her instantly… buut don’t you think it’s odd that i haven’t taken any photos of her? i can post one tomorrow because i’ll be using her but right now i’m just missing BWAH and lewis (lewis especially i need right now so i can do my social psych reading and enjoy my buzzies)… so i’m looking at pieces online that are probably more expensive than the ones at primal or utopia but are soo decked out like i like them. like BWAH! i sometimes still think about how quickly and fleetingly BWAH was taken from me… it was like this totally terrible thing that happened in seconds, like a bandaid, that i still haven’t even processed. i don’t think there should be too many emotions, and that Ellie concert was so worth it like, no questions asked but it just didn’t need to happen. all that would’ve taken was storing bwah safely in my bra for TWO SECONDS. can’t believe i still think about this.
stupid things. bedtime, leona.
- J: Are you showering or smoking?
- E: I was pooping...
i think this might be what i sold this summer… holy shit
taking care to start rating things on netflix tonight if i finish my social psych reading… that i can totally do in the box? oopps jenna’s not doing her work tonight i guess anymore… no wait. do soommeething…
i’ll do social psych reading. tomorrow in the box i’ll print the powerpoint off blackboard and then i’ll do the environmental reading… maybe. where’s that syllabus?