One day I will laugh at this journal. Hard.

One of those days when your friends all leave you alone and you realise you like yourself and being alone.

Fever broke yesterday/today.

Looks like it was a 7 days cycle...thinking maybe progesterone but hard to say until certain things confirm it.

Can't deal with this anymore

I am exactly halfway through my short story. Will this be the first ever piece of non-academic fiction writing I actually finish?!?

Why am I still sad?

Wow.

Vogueing. Vogueing. Vogueing.
Holy fuck it's magical. RESPECT.
After 2hrs of whacking and vogueing all I want to do are positions down the freaking platform.
This femme boy was something else - slicked back bleached hair and eyebrows. Foundation. Teeth, mouth and nose like dracula's unintentionally hot teenage son. But femme. So femme.
Seamlessly ( Read more... )

I had no idea having and giving love to others would have so much of an effect on my mood.
Those whacky spiritual novels are right! Love is contagious...pass it on. X

Lll