mood:
this thing on my tongue is driving me batty. it hurts so much. ouch.
Gap lip gloss rocks my tube socks.
mmm i look cute tonight. black tank top, cuffed jeans, little red cardigan, and flame shoes. and my hair is fab.
i am going to portland soon, jeff and cheryl and random someone are picking me up. then we are going to have drinks by the pier. rawk.
tomorrow angie and i plan on going thrift shopping. maybe we will drive to boston. probably not, though. we usually end up in portsmouth. another rawk.
wait, why am i going to go shopping? fuck, i have too much shit in my closet already. &*(^$% gawd damnit, this is an addiction. kill me now. just kill me. at least i would be dressed nicely lying there in my coffin. i'm thinking that vintage green party dress i have hanging there. that and my maryjanes. yeah. kill me.
thrift