by montaigne

i forgot that i had been living without satisfying my every desire with money nor time. i remembered while making my prom dress.

ohdewellde.

my fingers smell like incense. because they burn incense at picasso moon and stuff it into shopping bags with sweatshop-sewn hippie garments. a little scent of freedom!!!!!!!! oooh, ahhh.

good old franny and zooey, the answers to everything.

as eddie vedder once said:
"BUGS."

BY THE WAY, i quite dislike invasive people.

i think EVERYONE DOES.

i like whit e and flowers and white flowers. it's funny how i've just of late been developing a sense of domesticity. i like it. it's kind to me. i swear to god, i'm going to be a great housewife. i'll grow a vegan.

wait i think i mentioned this shit before.

my only displeasure at the moment is the thought of going to school tomorrow.

why does my mouth taste like banana spoonbread when i haven't eaten it. it should taste rather like the red smiling dinosaur head on the toolbar

my teeth are back to normal, by the way.

i like the power of decisions. everything is perfect if you let it be. it's funny how we choose the wrong thing, almost every time.