whenever i feel like writing something deep and meaningful i feel like chad micheal murray in a cinderella story
[i have 200 words to go]
You know your life is pretty grim when your saturday night midnight snack consists of chickpeas and your dinner was celery soup and you have 2000 words to write.
At least they were jumbo chickpeas.
…The worst part is, me running out of food was MY OWN CREATION. I could really use some brain food :(
i might use tumblr more. don’t care if i’m talking to myself…
long live creative expressionism (even though i’m very 20th century about it all)