i just broke off all of my fingernails, thinking about you.
i have a photoshoot, here in this room where i keep all of my stuff.
in T minus one hour.
i havent prepared.
ive wasted so much time, thinking of you.
planning for you.
a bottle of white is gone now.
my make up has not been applied.
kombucha and white wine. kombucha and white wine.
(the wine always goes first.)
i make a new pandora station.
its reminds me of highschool.
not a bad thing, these days.
im going to be thirty one day.
less than a year.less.than.a.year.
(who really cares)
& when & when will i stop feeling like i still might be in highschool?
breakups, romance, friday nights, SCENES, and the scenesters.
you dont graduate from this.