About last night:
'After all the fears, the warnings
After all
A woman's mistakes are different from a girl's
They are written by fire on stone
They are a trait and not an error....'
-White Oleander by Janet Fitch
We went to dt, then to edge. Danced the night away in a tipsy haze. I discovered that Breezer has a delectable Passionfruit flavour. gulp, gulp, gulp.
But i was basically up all night. Now i have a weird heavy headed headache, and complex sentences make no sense to me. I think I need to get some breakfast.
I'm not sleepy. I need sunshine. Gonna go outside for a bit.
1 comment:
woohoo!
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