For once I'm not tired. And I can safely say it's almost the weekend. But maybe I need to disconnect with this blog addiction. No matter what, I just have to log in. Now I understand Anne Frank. And she was just 13. So maybe I understand 13 year olds, or maybe I have a 13 year old brain. Maybe I should also get a life. Blogs are interesting, but for me they're like a haven. Even if sometimes I have to write in code because I know it's there for all the world to see. But then what kind of blog it would be if it were just lonesome writing.
I bought more make up today. As if I needed more. I have enough to last me for my entire life. I could even open shop. But make up is nice (hate this nice word but very convenient when in a silly mood). I am challenging myself to write a really short blog... because I am trying to convince myself I have a life. Fullstop.
I bought more make up today. As if I needed more. I have enough to last me for my entire life. I could even open shop. But make up is nice (hate this nice word but very convenient when in a silly mood). I am challenging myself to write a really short blog... because I am trying to convince myself I have a life. Fullstop.
