“che tempo fa?”
“fa brutto” i say
“what?!”
“WHAT DO YOU MEAN ITS SO NICE OUT THE SUN IS SHINING?!”
real interaction i had. it is 15 degrees outside…. nothing about any of this is pleasant. the only solace i get is my warm room
on a lighter note the final jon chapter in a clash of kings is fucking crazy, i just read it. mind boggling!
i cant deal with the fucking acne anymore i hate it so much and i feel like it holds be back and makes me look very unattractive. i would take my chances with the substance if it removed it from my face. “dont trust thoughts about yourself past 10pm” blah blah BLAH i dont care
RAGEQUIT!!! annoying group of freshmen friends cant stop laughing in the room thats supposed to SILENT. what happened to public humiliation?
white guy on the bus with dreads sits behind me and smells like fish pellets…
“instead, im typing you a message i know i will never send, rewriting old excuses, delete the kisses at the end” kind of night to a “feel the salty waves come in” sort of morning XD
i told her i like eggnog its over💔
hmmm
Jade necklace, Mayan, 650-850 AD
from The Walters Art Museum
i asked her if she wants to hang out again but i kinda want her to say no… i could have just not texted her. whatever.