i can't remember what it feels like to wake up and not be hungover.
<< february 23rd, 2010 | 1:43 p.m. >>

today i was that girl putting concealer on her hickey for when her boyfriend picks her up at the airport and it didn't feel very good. but i've also got butterflies in my stomach for the first time in a long time, and that feels fucking wonderful.

i wonder who i'll think of when i put my lips on him.