Atleast I am not waking up with a tube in my weiner...
As the night advances I cringe to think that shortly my eyes will be disjoined by the incessant shriek of my alarm clock. The hours unwinding to day break lay the foundation to a day chock-full of bleached hallways and the robotic movements that fill them. There is just something about waking up before the crack of dawn to await the arrival of a bus that sucks everything beautiful out of the stars. I can't help but think that this methodical routine is wearing me down like very few things can. Today was bearable to say the least. Although I was compelled to overcome the day and all that embodies the 24 hour cycle, I could envision you and the levels of happiness we reach by embracing the little things life has to offer. I adore being able to daydream of time spent together and not be disappointed by the reality of it all. Vous êtes mon favori et je m'ennuie de vous.
I am tired like a mother. Let's hope when I wake up tomorrow this mop of hair will have molded into something of my liking. I definately wasn't into this no volume hair style today.
I got an application and bought an abundance of fruits, vegetables, fake meat, and sauces/spices. This week will be filled with extreme cooking. Iron Chef Ryan is in the house like whoa.
Goodnight.
I am tired like a mother. Let's hope when I wake up tomorrow this mop of hair will have molded into something of my liking. I definately wasn't into this no volume hair style today.
I got an application and bought an abundance of fruits, vegetables, fake meat, and sauces/spices. This week will be filled with extreme cooking. Iron Chef Ryan is in the house like whoa.
Goodnight.