When Art Has Crept Into Your Toenail…A Bothersome Lovely

I should be uninhibited.

Fuck little girls at Laney.

 I’m WEIRD and so AWESOME.

Go spray yourself an unhuman shade of orange.

Collect your flats and pair them with your skinny jeans and zombies.

Insecurity leave meeee

Leave me to make drawings of John outside on frontstreet.

Leave me to wear long, summer-y dresses with uggs.

I love

So greatly.

I’m sorry that this journal has thus-far been filled with nothing more than abstract thoughts.

But isn’t that what my mind is?

I may be trying too hard.

You’d think i was a thief

and you’d be right.