lolitasordid

I feel a downward spiral coming on. I can't decide if my sudden irrationality is related to the woozy feeling I have tonight or not and whether that woozy feeling is in any way related to "the plague" that is going around campus. I'm trying not to do anything anyone shall regret, mainly I and the boy that I seem to be waking up to every morning for a month. My feet feel cold, I don't know how to feel about long term commitment, I don't know if a fallen woman can ever be pulled up by the boot straps (by the way Creamy's new set rocks some epic fucking boots! Lucky Italian). I feel like mold on a squishy peach. The light at the end of the tunnel is red? Ado