Note To Self:
Today you walked into a concrete wall while texting in a frantic rage. A chunk is missing from the knuckle of your ring finger on your right hand. It was pouring rain in a new city. You missed your train home, cried like a baby on a bench, and ultimately felt the lowest you have felt in YEARS.
This is your life.
You called Brandon Glass and he reminded you how much of a bamf you truly are. You listened to some riot grrl music and felt empowered. Guppy texted you about shitty teen movies and complimented that dress you fell in love with earlier, that you completely forgot about until he mentioned it.
You ate spinach lasagna.
It's 2am. You're watching that awesome part of BASEketball where Coop is rocking out to that DVDA song on the radio. You're laughing and singing along. Pretty sure you're gonna be okay. Just a bad day, kid.
This is your life.
You called Brandon Glass and he reminded you how much of a bamf you truly are. You listened to some riot grrl music and felt empowered. Guppy texted you about shitty teen movies and complimented that dress you fell in love with earlier, that you completely forgot about until he mentioned it.
You ate spinach lasagna.
It's 2am. You're watching that awesome part of BASEketball where Coop is rocking out to that DVDA song on the radio. You're laughing and singing along. Pretty sure you're gonna be okay. Just a bad day, kid.