and so, i screwed up my eyeliner today.
i thought i look very fierce, but apparently my death stare still didn't work on the imbeciles i met.
i realized if i don't smile, my eyebags won't really be seen.
haha.
i love all of my runwaydreamz shorts.
but sizing is always a bitch.
they are either tight sometimes or too loose at the waist.
ugh, angry.
this pair is tad loose, but fits well especially now i'm bloated.
am i fat?
or is my menses coming?
MEHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH.
i'm stressed out, maxed out.
i wanna hide again.
sometimes, i'm so glad i can still blog.
it's prolly like the only channel i can rant and not give a fuck.
ok, i don't give a fuck still but i have more freedom when it comes to blogging.
more freedom, less restrictions.
BUT WHY OH WHY, I STILL HAVE TO DO THIS.
fuck.
opportunity costs.
great.
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