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.
