Most days I feel blank. Not happy. Not sad. Just blank. But today’s different.
Today I’m feeling uncomfortably nervous. I don’t even know why.
Today, I realized that maybe I won’t get a real life lover. Cos if ever I do, I’d ask him to get the Cole Mohr hair and tattoo and it would just scare him away. I have an incurable obsession, you see. That and that fact that I am a creepy creeper.
Well it’s cool you know. I’ve been spending the V-day alone since forever and its not like I’ve ever made a big deal out of it. It’s just like any normal day. Plus I’m not a big fan of true love anyway. I like boys (often male models) and weddings but thats basically it. Cos true love, it sucks. It just tears you apart. I prefer dreams. Cos dreams, they don’t hurt.
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