i need a tim gunn in my life

can i get a hell yes

i feel too old to be writing about how sad i am and whining about how i can't do anything because i don't know what to do or how do to it or not knowing what i'm good at or what i want to do. but i absolutely feel stuck and can't get over myself. i also feel extremely inarticulate, which doesn't help anything.

some june is rose month preparationssss:

after the goldrush

my internet connection's been too weak to blog lately. i'm still feeling like an insane person most of the time. sometimes i see people that i kind of know on the street or on the subway and pretend that i didn't really see them. i have no idea how to talk or what to say to people, especially people that i didn't really know very well in the first place. i also cried today while watching what not to wear. i don't know what to do with myself.

regardless, mostly today was really nice, at brooklyn flea, and habana outpost and fort greene. maybe if i just keep busy experiencing things, even though i can't seem to busy myself with creating things, i'll be able to get somewhere eventually.