grumpy. excited to go out. sad that my favorite dealer is leaving. hate to admit it. but. this sort of reminds me that im at the age where everyone leaves. also, unrelated: feel like going suicidal on a bottle of wine. really excellent, burlap wrapped, red, wine. so yeah. im out.
i have only a few reasons to feel okay im really lost, actually the truth is, i dont know what to do with myself and it gets really hard, you know, living like its alright, as if. i still care, thats the problem its all or none when it comes to feeling
i have my second bottle of dye on my head. im in very, very much pain. its rather unbearable actually. i have until 7:25. after the first bottle i blowdried my hair. it was a sort of honey color. honey is a nice way of saying that it was brassy, and orangish.
i/ we and us cried all day, until we/i/me, you got drunk. its so weird how okay i feel now, in a really bad, uneasy, cheap kind of way. was given the reefer madness dvd for christmas. its sweet.