i was shopping underground once and i saw a brilliant shirt that read "i die. bananas." i wish i'd bought it. i regret not buying many things, but i never regret buying anything. like that miniature ivory cake stand at the flea market you took me to that took 2 hours to get to...i regret not buying that. lately i just want to get kissed, decently. i sewed myself some shorts today and started a denim flower headpiece that may never be finished. how tragic. i have a weakness for left-handed, pretty boys and even though i'm 23 and i live alone, i still hide my cigarettes when i come home like i'm going to get in trouble if i'm caught with them. maybe it's because my boyfriend hates it. but about the smoking, don't worry, i plan to quit soon.
