today i ate a peach that was so damn juicy i felt like a vampire biting someone's neck. i was sealing my lips around that thang to keep the liquid from spilling. i was hitting peach arteries
iβve BEEN doing better on my self-image & relationship security issues but i just found a tiny bday card iβd somehow overlooked attached to a lil gift from my friend jessica a couple weeks ago & the writing inside was incredibly kind & sweet & thoughtful & i literally-
u ever type out a post beginning with "not to be an ocd haver but" and 3/4s through u look at it and go "this is maybe too ocd. im gonna save this thought and just say it to my fellow ocd haver when i see her next"
finally finished this sweater. the color combination i chose was an experiment that i ended up not being happy with but by the time i realized that, i was sooooo far along and the sunk cost fallacy got me. but it is at least warm and comfy cozy
having a minor surgery this week. eurgh. this will be my third one ever and im always fine with it up until just before it happens and then im like "what the fuck do you mean there are going to be strangers handling my body when im not even there to supervise"
WAIT i just remembered my birthday was a fantastic day to see phantom of the opera bc it's also the bday of gaston leroux, the author of the original novel on which the play is Loosely Based. happy bday baby, 116 years after u published that thang we're still screamin & hollerin