sugar plum fairy never once gave it away...
Coast Fabrication, Inc., the place i was working before i quit, has asked me to come back. I don't think I want to, though. Lately, I've been so inspired just to smoke weed and sew all day in the garage while my love paints and spray paints shirts to sell. And we sleep in bed at night without having to set the alarm for the morning. We wake up at a decent hour most of the time. Sometimes we wake up at 4 a.m. together and just start talking and such.
I just want to got to school and sew. Sell my clothes in a boutique after I have a collection going ideally. I was thinking of starting an ebay business. And then... i know how to make a website to sell them on. I could do that. I cant go back to work for them. They strangle and limit my creativity. I'm writing this topless by the way. I'm not stoned, I'm not drunk. I'm just laying here feeling inspired. I'll figure out a way to get money. That's all I have to worry about really. I will make it work. I just want to sew and smoke weed and be here in this bedroom most of the time with the man of my dreams. I love the rain. I don't believe in Christmas presents. I think this is me deciding not to go back to work.
So be it: sew, smoke, love, sex, and life. and life. and life...
MY SUNDAY ACCLIMATION:
1. I retrieve my sewing machine from the hall closet of my parents house.
2. I cut out the pattern pieces for Matt's sweatshirt and my blouse.
I just want to got to school and sew. Sell my clothes in a boutique after I have a collection going ideally. I was thinking of starting an ebay business. And then... i know how to make a website to sell them on. I could do that. I cant go back to work for them. They strangle and limit my creativity. I'm writing this topless by the way. I'm not stoned, I'm not drunk. I'm just laying here feeling inspired. I'll figure out a way to get money. That's all I have to worry about really. I will make it work. I just want to sew and smoke weed and be here in this bedroom most of the time with the man of my dreams. I love the rain. I don't believe in Christmas presents. I think this is me deciding not to go back to work.
So be it: sew, smoke, love, sex, and life. and life. and life...
MY SUNDAY ACCLIMATION:
1. I retrieve my sewing machine from the hall closet of my parents house.
2. I cut out the pattern pieces for Matt's sweatshirt and my blouse.