want coffee. no, need coffee. require coffee. why are the veins on my arms so profound? why do I look like I inject heroin on a regular basis? caffeine headache, due to lack thereof. ouch. my nose is blocked. damn sinuses, terrorising my life. my calf hurts. why? i have done no exercise for the past two-three weeks or so. what have I done for the past couple of weeks exactly? can't remember. such numbness. fuck. my calf hurts from wearing high heels. but they're so much nicer than flat shoes. they make the muscles in my leg look pretty, even though they are causing irrevocable damage. want a glass of red wine. always want red wine. always want to feel warm and slightly dizzy. dislike feeling grounded and realistic. i think it's time to read the bell jar again.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
Blog Archive
-
▼
2009
(107)
-
▼
July
(23)
- Back to Basics
- Pyjama Party for One
- The Default Outfit
- A horizontal author
- Stuff I love (at the moment)
- Death by Shoe
- Working Girl
- Pathways into the sky
- 3pm stream of thought
- Re-lax
- In a wrap
- Jazzy, Baby
- Imprinted.
- Isabel Marant
- How to do corporate.
- White and tight
- Coco Avant Chanel
- How to be Happy.
- Skip to the End
- Parlez-Vous Francais? Mais Oui
- Please leave me alone.
- Beautiful Indolence
- Baby You Can Drive My Car
-
▼
July
(23)

No comments:
Post a Comment