i don’t care if monday’s blue
the queen of old man sweaters.
only goodness like this can give me my real, dorky, joyful smile.
research/one of my valentine’s day gifts/there is no way i’m letting my boyfriend beat me.
Poor little librarians of the world, those girls, secretly lovely, their looks marred forever by the cruelty of a pair of big dark eyeglasses!
— Michael Chabon, The Amazing Adventures of Kavalier & Clay
and listened to the old bray of my heart: i am. i am. i am.
-sylvia plath
i don’t even recognize myself right now.
1. i filed my taxes today like a grownup.
2. i have the most insane permanent bedhead ever.
3. this is what i’ve been reading.
WHO AM I?
waiting for my flight can suck a cock.
3/365: check out that slight widow’s peak. traditionally this means i’m going to outlive my man. sorry, gabe.
2/365: trying nail polish colors on.