Sep 20, 2009 13:02
i weigh alittle more than i usually do; but i guess that's because i'm eating much better.
You tend to notice when you're up and out from under your parents how important it is to
not visit thift stores everyday. The problem with not going though is; i fall in love with boots. I'm trying to document this sort of feeling i get throughout this year just to begin to figure myself out. I think it's important to know who you are; though it's hard to place a bet on what you think because life throws you bare bones and bullshit; all the while screaming, "choose the right fucking side boy!" It's tough; being young and barely there. I mean i can't hide anywhere. Here it is; regrets, life, and bills all tied up into one shitty package which includes; broken dryer; shitty air conditioner; clogged sink; and not a damn candy bar in site. Too make everything a bit worse; throw a bottle of vodka in the pit. I AM GROWING OLD GOD; CAN YOU PLAY ALITTLE NICER? so silly how we never notice the smaller things in life. we think in terms of grand gestures; three hundred dollar jeans; fast food; and huger cities. I think lady gaga's vma performance has nothing on her marc jacobs after party performance. But my eyes does love things on grander scales. My word of the week is; bulletproof. I'm not in love. I'm starving. My birthday is in october. I may finally get to go to new york city next month. what do you think should be left unsaid? ha. as if someone reads ljs.