BORED BORED BORED BORED BORED OUT OF MY MIND I AM GOING OUT OF MY MIND I AM CRAWLING OUT OF MY SKIN MY SKIN IS FREEZING IN THIS CITY THIS CITY IS FREEZING MY HEART I AM A BORED HEARTDED GAL ON A BORED BORING NIGHT.

HAHAHAH.

speaking of cheeseburgers...
i'm addicted to mcdonalds cheeseburgers with extra pickles and extra cheese.

dear:
i miss you. mostly because i know how it is to be under the tiny blue blanket, with the noise of the fan, and the peacocks yelling at everyone to wake up.

26 days,
me

i have incredible urges!
tap dancing. purchasing numerous television shows on dvd. finding the perfect pair of boots. neglecting the buffalo nightlife. neglecting the buffalo life. realizing the transition of past events from unfortunate to fortunate. aspiring. feeling incredibly hopeful, incredibly happy. despite the last entry, i am incredibly happy. i no longer feel stifled or inadequate.

you know?

this place is a goddamned dump.
full of dismal, dank slush.
bitter and frigid and constantly frowning.
i hate it so much i feel like i could bite my own lips off. i feel like the only way to feel warm is to throw my scalding hot starbucks in my face.
its a joke. a big joke lie.

fuck you, buffalo.
i fucking hate you.