So I'm updating frequently again. I don't know how long it will last.
The stupid little things a girl notices:
Jacob: the name of a notorious women's clothing store [that I would never set foot in]
Maybe you're not what I need, but you're all I have.
Kit Kat: I never stopped caring; I'm not that cold-hearted. But I think something a little more substantial than random guestbook signings is required for all the shit you've been a part of. Truly. [I'm sure you still know my number and my address].
'Walls of wilted Polaroids of friends that didn't last...' - John K Samson
