imposter

Falling in love must be the greatest feeling in the world.

I don’t feel attractive anymore. Hair grows. Hair grows.

Even I can’t believe I chopped off all my hair.

What did I fucking do?

I made a bet with someone I’m not longer friends with that Robin would be the bride.

I would have won twenty bucks. 

I decide to quit smoking during the worst days of the week. 

Being an RA just makes me angry. 

I don’t want to move into my apartment. 

I just want to be alone for a while

and maybe have a drink or two tonight at Maggie’s.

But I don’t feel like asking for company.