Sugar2/14/2018 I eat sugarshit when I'm sad,
then I get sad when I've eaten too much sugar and my belly bloats with over fullness and carb stuffing like the couch I'm sitting on, or the pillow my head rests on at night when I'm drifting into ocean depths of beta waves in the dark at morning night hours not even occupied by my cats asleep in their bloated beds waiting for the lights to go out, for me to put my sadness my bloated belly sadness to sleep on my carbstuffed bed.
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One Down... things are looking up2/1/2018 So, It's done. I got my first portfolio submission finished and sent in to The University of British Columbia. It was a lot more work that I thought it was going to be, but I think a lot of that is my own fault because I can't ever just keep things simple--thanks mom (no really, my mom passed her fussy genes on to me, making it impossible for me to do just do the minimum. Mix that with my dad's proclivity for perfectionism and I'm surprised I ever got the thing submitted at all.)
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