my stomach is twisting and turning right now. and i’m not sure if it’s because it hates cold coffee or because i’m kind of nervous / anxious / askkasdnasvsfdlw; i just shouldn’t have replied. fook. :/
i have been awake for about an hour. i sat in my windowbox for awhile and watched the sunrise, which was nice and really, really different for me. it’s actually a bit cold outside. so i’m taking advantage of this so i can wear one of my cardigans outside. i think it needs some air too. i need to clear my head. so i am off. *
falling back into the same.
so here we are again. same place as before. you’re miles away. and i am here. and i’m still not sure whether or not that is a good thing. except this time, i think you’ve crossed a line. i, unlike alot of other girls, still have some self respect.
strawberries, eggs, & bread.
thank you, cashier guy at trader joe’s (taylor? tyler? t-something…) for hitting on me while ringing up the aforementioned food products. it kind of made my ohsovery boring day. haha. * “how are you doing today?” ‘ehh, pretty good, i guess.’ “that bad? come on, gimme a smile.” smile up at him. “that’s better!” cheesy grin....
i think that if i was a kitchen appliance, i would be a mixer. it makes...– amelia whilst mixing lemon poppyseed cake batter.