when you’re a flailing, screaming mess

I don’t even have a pretense for this so: Hi. It’s been a minute. When I last talked to you, I was still here, I didn’t have wifi, and I’d be around. Now I’m still here, I still don’t have wifi, and rather than being around I just up and abandoned you I’m so sorry…

27 years

This was supposed to be finished like a fucking week ago, seeing as how the 21st was actually my birthday, but I didn’t finish it before the end of my work shift and post-work shift was too crazy to get anything extra done. I’m still pre-dating it to my birthday though because idgaf. Life was…

I’m still here

I’m hanging in there but I’m still here. We still don’t have wifi. I still don’t have a job. So I’m attempting to hustle with freelance modeling and sending out applications when I can get myself out the door to the library. I’ve done a couple of free shoots, though I’m really hoping to find…