Sunday, April 24, 2005
I am...
Somewhere in between tipsy and drunk.
Having trouble typing and making things spell themselves rite!
Feeling like my hair is SO perfect right now that I don't want to sleep on it.
Wanting to take a picture of my hair it's so perfect.
Thinking I may just be self-indulgent and bloody well do that already.
Aware that nobody notices when my hair is perfect. Their eyes are about ten inches lower.
A little bit scared at how attracted I am to other girls, even when they look like boys (and sometimes more so when they look like boys!).
Annoyed I have to get up early.
Wishing I was not so wound up all the time.
Regretting that I had to be born a girl. Boys get all the cool equipment.
Eating bread and jam even though I don't feel like it.
Gonna stop before I write something I regret.
Thinking I hold onto far too many regrets.
Motherfuckign...damn. sorry. like a duck in an oil spill. enough!
Drunken foolishness.
-N
