You would cry too if it happened to you

Today's been a bit odd I think I've gone through a pretty good stream of emotions for one day.

Sleepy. Satisfied. Exhausted. Happy. Thirsty. Cried. Smiled. Upset. Pleased. Depressed. Hopeful.
And I honestly don't care if one of those isn't an emotion. You shut up.

I'm kind of not looking very forward to my birthday to be honest. It seems as though every year by the end of the night I'm crying (go ahead go ahead & sing to yourself "It's my party & I'll cry if I want to"). Though I am hopeful that there will be some moments worth remembering.

I used to make little lists of things I would like for my birthday (I never give them to anyone I just like doing it) but this year I haven't really wrote it out. I mean ok yes I dearly want a corset, I'll admit it. I have this dream photo in my head of me in a corset and bustle, possibly with a top hat, boot like heels, and scarlet-esqe make up. (Basically this is what I'm talking about) So far I have the wig. A girl can dream right?

Moose dance

I'm not quite sure why one of the automatic responses to being upset is to gorge yourself.
What I'd like today?
Nations for breakfast
A giant milkshake
Wendys for lunch with a side of McDonalds
Another giant milkshake
Panda Express for dinner
Two more giant milkshakes

Toss in a bucket of popcorn somewhere in there too.

Wise up

Tonight's been a little weird. I watched SLC Punk with S. It's lost some of it's flavor from my first time watching it when I was... 15? But at that time almost all I would listen to was punk. Remember finding that guy in the garage? It's all one big circle.
I've also gotten a barrage of messages from a certain male who now won't leave me alone. Sorry just won't cut it. I'm not as stupid as I pretend to be.

Exploded soda on the door from months ago.