here i am. weeks later.
i don't really know what i'm doing. I kind-of do, i suppose, but i am less committed to actually being deeply committed to knowing.
i do know that i need to make more money.
i do know that i have to buy a new dress for zack's premiere
and that his movie is ridiculously racist and sexist
and my face will be seen there and it makes me feel crazycrazy
aaarrrgggh
i do know that i'm not going to invest in halfassed, judgemental relationships anymore
and that i'm done being worried about that shit
essentially, i'm done being worried about YOU and YOU
ectomorphing endomorphs burn paper for warmth in asylum beds while wondering where their mothers are no one to help you now the white walls scream not like there ever was
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