Wednesday, January 20
perfection.
sometimes, i wish i were blonde. then i wouldn't look so drab and emo whenever i wore all black.
all the time, i wish i could wake up and feel that my skinniest pair of skinny jeans are too loose on me.
never... never do i doubt that two people can fit perfectly together, like a classic (and great) pair of jeans on a great-looking ass. perfect fit. thumbs up.
but perfection doesn't exist, and even so, i strive for perfection. i wish i could be perfect in the future.
a TA asked mich to tell the class what she wanted to do after she graduated. she said, "i wanna be famous."
correlation.