So I don't have one but sometimes, when i am at work, i try to write my emails carefully trying to translate my emotions into fonts or underlined and bolded or by adding google.image pictures.
I am 24 years old and i dont know when to say no to myself. I ate too too too many chocolates today. But the cupcakes were worth it. They were from Sprinkles.
i have bug bites that i got when i was descanso-ing at the descanso gardens. I don't really mind because the itchy little red spots on my legs and arms remind me of summer, of adventure. Of the things i have been thirsting for.
I am 24 years old and I dont know how to make decisions. Go to France or not to go to France that was the question. I will go somewhere.
For the moment i feel free, like Pinocchio when he no longer has any strings.
Arial for now per the emotionless request of my fingertips and heart palpitations.
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