Thursday, September 11, 2008
Just when things start to go right, they blow up in your face.
Walking out of the salon, I just felt like no one gave a shit how much work I put into my shifts.
Or how much effort I made into knowing everyone's little quirks.
...Or how I lost one of my good friends in the process...
That one may be my fault.
HUGE PS: I said hi to Against Me today. They were across the street from Mason and I on Albert. No Biggie.
I promise this is the last PS: I hope I can afford a Betsey Johnson item one day. Or just afford for her to come to my house and be my live in designer. Only she can give the allure that being at the Circus is HOT HOT HOT.