♥ ♥ ♥ Sometimes I wonder if you think about me as much as I think about you -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- - who the fuck do i think i am? martha fucking stewart? last night i'm sitting in my room sipping a chilled glass of white wine, reading my book in front of the heater. then it hit me. who do i think i am? 1) i pretend i can cook when half the time it's uncle bens rice with steamed veggies (from a frozen bag) 2) i pretend i can sew 3) i pretend i'm clean. i think i'm ogranized... but i'm not. i just spend 4 hours yesterday cleaning my ONE bedroom and when i woke up this morning it was already messy. 4) i pretend i have manners. 5) i pretend i'm artistic 6) i pretend to be ladylike seriously people. i am NOT martha, yet i can't get it out of my mind that i CAN do these things. i dont' know why i keep attempting, only to realize that i've lost tons of money in fabric. ba humbug. 4:06 p.m. - 2008-12-01 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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