I’m DYING to go shopping but i can’t because i have to save all my moneiz for london waaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhh
i’m off to see the iceman alone for half price b/c thats the kind of life i live. it’s great.
i wrote a really long poem for class it’s so long that i had to single space it and put it in columns and narrow the margins so it would all fit on one page and i sometimes like it but i mostly hate it i hate poetry i cant write poetry i suck at it im just too literal like an autist but i dont get to have that excuse and diggy just bumped his head on my chair omg i love him so much.
diggy u da fkkin best.
and im going to london