i dressed this morning in a t-shirt that had been underused in my closet for quite some time now. i wore it today not because there weren't better, perhaps more flattering choices, but because this is how i felt.
and now i feel dumb blogging about it because my emo mood incidence has increased and i feel whiny.
but anyway, i feel like the guy on the shirt, and it makes me sad. really sad. i'm in a crappy mood.
enough self loathing.
hope all four of you who read this are well. i think i counted everybody.
(side note, what if some creeper came up to me and just whispered in my ear tomorrow, "i'm number 5"?)
LOL. hahaha. it wasn't that unflattering. it was cuuute. but those shirts always depend on your posture and what bra you're wearing and what pants you're wearing with them. and oh, how i hate mediums.
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