fleshectomies.

boobies.

(warning: *possible-NSFW/TMI selfie a bit after the jump)

(fill in the blank. if you can.)

i've been trying to write all day. this is how it's been going:

"not listening, LA LA LA LA LA"

having trouble writing?

"let it go," he says.
"write it all down," he says.

"all that you've been blogging should be turned into a book," he says.

...

are you kidding me?

the verdict is in.

& i'm not.

guts on the track.

go ahead. spill. it's time.

i went to class today.

& like every good girl, i worked really hard. in fact, i was so focused that i only got hit in the face once.

clarity

i think... i think maybe i've got it. i'm not confused anymore about why i'm confused. as least not as much as i was.