Monday, January 17

how is it that upon nearing the age of twenty, i am still as disorganised and unprepared for consequences? i have just spent two hours resting on the couch in full fledge cleopatra style (though without the half-nude tanned bodyguards) getting my daily hollywood fix by watching the golden globes, when suddenly at the stroke of 11pm, i suddenly realised how much work i had lying in front of me begging to be looked at.

oh f-. to think that i should have known better.

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