black lace. mascara running. i dyed my hair red on a whim and im not sure how i feel about anything.
i've been letting my emotions flow out all over the place. to people who probably don't need them.
im good luck chuck. but worse. because he wasn't as much of a basket-case as i am. ugh.
i think this being alone must have something to do with growing up.
but i would give ANYTHING to have my little sister here, with me.
ps i have like seventy half-finished blog entries in progress. im just gonna finish em, now. at least some of them.
lets catch a plane to barcelona, cause this city's a drag.
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