i dont recognize myself anymore with all this hair.
six months this month.my heart still feels like a death cab for cutie song but im making somethin of myself finally i feel like and am almost makin it completely independent...well who are we kidding.i probably never will b completely because im still scared of the dark.
my grandpa just got a new shoulder so im watching american idol with him at the hospital.
hes a bit drugged out and said these latex gloves behind me look like a collage wall art.ha
i decided to restart my dailybooth even though i no longer have my obnoxious boyfriend to do a million adorable dailysbooths.its okay.i can be an independent woman.
i wanted to document my earrings.
and my hair.
i just woke up from a nap so its kind of messed up now but i straightened it today even though i had straightening it but i wanted to test to see how long it had gotten and in its defense it is growing.ill show you a picture of it last december!
fat girls dont really look as good as skinny girls with buns on their head.
this is my face because i waited last minute for all my homework and i cant do it and i hate it and i think i have add or something because all the things on the pages are blurring together and its really terrible.
also the house the boyfriend lives in is so fucking gross.
like really.
pretty sure my hair just grows bigger not any longer.
ever.
goldenrod nail polish.my favorite color.
i apologize for the drunk million dailybooths me and those one girls that i love took that noone commented on even though i dont blame you.
i dont want to go to the razorback game really at all with boyfriend because it is so cold.
