catastrophe

YOU SIT THERE IN YOUR HEARTACHE
WAITING ON SOME BEAUTIFUL BOY TO
TO SAVE YOUR FROM YOUR OLD WAYS

Today I accumulated 2 ulcers, 1 non-functional finger, an exhausted pair of legs, hair that smells like roasted espresso, smudged eye makeup, and period cramps which are .. cramping my style. We then sang along to The Killers (while dancing on the store’s couch with shoes on) at 3 in the morning. I love my job.