a little bit of nothingness.
i wear an alpaca scarf from peru when it's windy.
i stare back at your face the way you do to my feet when i wear my moccasins.
i drink fresh squeezed orange juice from our tree every morning.
i've said that i want to travel this summer. "where to? back to paris?", "maybe. or canada, london..."
what about a third world country?
i exercise everyday.
i only wear blush.
no i'm not tired, i've always had dark rings under my eyes. it's a pain to cover up so accept it.
i visit perezhilton.com, which is a sick thing to do.
i cut my boyfriends hair.
he plays the musical saw.
i'm listening to the radio station brit wrote about. i'm pretty sure she requested this elliott smith song playing right now.
i don't want diamonds or simulated diamonds.
president bush wants to increase troops in iraq. uuuh huuuuuh.
i'm reading the god delusion by richard dawkins.
i'm brushing my teeth now.
i'm retiring to bed.
hey brit, you're on the radio.
i stare back at your face the way you do to my feet when i wear my moccasins.
i drink fresh squeezed orange juice from our tree every morning.
i've said that i want to travel this summer. "where to? back to paris?", "maybe. or canada, london..."
what about a third world country?
i exercise everyday.
i only wear blush.
no i'm not tired, i've always had dark rings under my eyes. it's a pain to cover up so accept it.
i visit perezhilton.com, which is a sick thing to do.
i cut my boyfriends hair.
he plays the musical saw.
i'm listening to the radio station brit wrote about. i'm pretty sure she requested this elliott smith song playing right now.
i don't want diamonds or simulated diamonds.
president bush wants to increase troops in iraq. uuuh huuuuuh.
i'm reading the god delusion by richard dawkins.
i'm brushing my teeth now.
i'm retiring to bed.
hey brit, you're on the radio.