i died a little inside again today.

it may have been that i bought a skirt. and a sweater. and some of those girly shoes with the open top with a bow and little pom pom ball things.

sick.



oh yeah, and tights.

but listening to gomez' see the world almost makes it better because it sounds like something that i don't remember from the jayhawks' smile.

kind of in one of those funk moods i guess. happy tomorrow!