music from another room.

this morning, i woke up _____ (fill in word of choice) the most gorgeous loreal-because you're worth it-advert-worthy hair ever. it must've been every bit as lovely as i say it is, because i noticed it at 7.15 in the morning! she shoots, and she scores. it's a damn shame for the oxycover pimple cream i was also concurrently sporting.

how very fetching, i thought.
note: you can laugh if you want to.

so i'm a girl; i wear all kinds of printed, striped, glowinthedark, cartoon charactered pyjamas to bed, pimple cream inclusive, and i put icky green masks on my face. deal with it.



addressed to no one in particular:
"by the time he makes up his mind, and comes around, she won't be there, waiting."