February 2012
7 posts
Remember when I used to have lots of free time?
Yeah, me neither.
My new career as a therapist/ relationship...
I like the recurring phenomena that is happening to me, where creepy old manboys break up with their girlfriends and they find my Facebook, phone number, and high school AIM handle and decide to whine at me and invite me places. Because apparently I love listening to people talk about their problems whilst suggesting I am good alternative to the bitch that just dumped them.
Just kidding, I...
“Read, read, read. Read everything — trash, classics, good and bad, and see how...”
– William Faulkner (via skriving)
I pre-stalked my local Target to make sure I know...
As a reward for my diligence, I found a leftover Missoni coat for $6.
It’s like the universe knows.