am
in
such
a
bad
mood.
My skin is dry, my hair is dead, my makeup is bad, I have itches I can't scratch, I went to 4 photo developing places this afternoon, none of which could have my film developed by tomorrow afternoon, and the world is really going to hell in a fucking handbasket.
- kirstenseptember
- "So I guess we are who we are for a lot of reasons. And maybe we'll never know most of them. But even if we don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there. We can still do things. And we can try to feel good about them."
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