"ballerina shoes is too frosted" i suppose your steak is too juicy and your lobster is too buttery???

the best feeling is recommending a place to someone, they go there, and they tell you they loved it

regionally, we get two pride months

bothersome beasts thundering around my area because i didn't give them a second lunch

thinking of making a tumblr again but only for random ebay finds

happy solstice

got emotional at the show cuz of the unity or whatever

receptionist at doc office thought the boyfriend was my dad. compliment? insult?? bad eyesight???

going to a concert in four days yippee

had fun at the pride event

jinxed it, the fucking migraines are back

ok i think the migraines are over

the effing MIGRAINES

beautiful day

begging my profs/advisors/supervisors to stop believing in me so i can disappoint them without wanting to jump off a pier

electrolyte packets give me hydration beyond hydration

i wish i had the kind of depression that ever swung up instead of sliding perpetually into darkness. maybe i'd actually get something done

the dread has set in

current dilemma: i want to go to a concert but i don't know anyone irl who likes this kind of music. i should just go alone like a weirdo

love a cool ocean breeze