dear feeling bulky diary,
walking around in that damned store last night- i saw nothing that really impressed me. nothing i wanted other than what i was there to get actually- which in itself was a damned miracle. something seemed different. i felt quite ugly. i was glad tho. things go much smoother when i am ugly. this morning i feel bulky- like a bag of yard waste. my hair looks like sticks and my face feels like sand and snot trails. everytime i itch my nose- a line of fresh goo forms- i bet i have little rainbows of snot all over. it'll all soak off in the tub maybe. eventually. i regret not getting chicken and stars, but oh well. i'll make potato soup later. ima go rest and get ready to get up again later for real. my eyeballs just warned me. xoxo
walking around in that damned store last night- i saw nothing that really impressed me. nothing i wanted other than what i was there to get actually- which in itself was a damned miracle. something seemed different. i felt quite ugly. i was glad tho. things go much smoother when i am ugly. this morning i feel bulky- like a bag of yard waste. my hair looks like sticks and my face feels like sand and snot trails. everytime i itch my nose- a line of fresh goo forms- i bet i have little rainbows of snot all over. it'll all soak off in the tub maybe. eventually. i regret not getting chicken and stars, but oh well. i'll make potato soup later. ima go rest and get ready to get up again later for real. my eyeballs just warned me. xoxo
