Today, I literally went around town for several hours with D (followed by new friend F) to actually shop in the real world
(which I haven't done in a long time) in hopes of finding me some new stuff but seems like everytime I got cash to burn, there's never anything that's of my liking.
I'm now home & srsly feeling so empty.
No, not in any emotional state. I have my shopping issues, zzzz.
I still had a good time, nonetheless...
Of bad hair days,
laughing by our stupid selves,
getting conscious over white lights
& train ride secret confessions.
p.s. you're something new