I always have this feeling that I'm waist-deep in syrup. And this syrup, as sweet as it is, is filling my shoes, making it hard to walk. It's filling my pants and soaking my socks. It feels tidal waves over my (soon to be pierced) navel and that is making me uneasy.
I think I imagine syrup instead of water because it's so much heavier. And it's sticky, like most of the situations I get myself into.
I hate sticky.
In other news, I bought an Audrey Hepburn poster. I'm pretty sure it's every girls dream to be Holly Golightly.
ignore the syrup, or make pancakes.
ReplyDeletethen, we can watch Breakfast at Tiffany's
it will be great.
- lillie (but you already knew that didn't you?)
*psssst* lillie you're now on my Beautiful People list too.
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