when i was in highschool i always dreaded the 'mole' discussion in chemistry. i thought everyone in the room was looking at the mole on my face. i decided today to begin blogging my insecurities. my fears. my wanderlust. my fickle insanity. my inconcsistency. my obsession with rushing in. and id like to deal with the fact that i've never had to face a consequence that made me wish i were someone else.
i need help sticking it out. or maybe this will help me think out my decision to let it all go. i will fill you in, and myself.
please read. or dont.
by my bedside
JUST FINISHED...
will forever be tucked in my pocket
