i feel like such a ball of crazy-ridiculous. normally, i kind of always am. but once a month…the levels rise. and it gets to the point of not knowing HOW i feel.
around this time, i either want to be in my p-jammies or in a dress. maybe it’s because it’s just such a GIRL time.
(minus the cigg…i don’t do ciggs)
so tomorrow is kind of a big deal. that is all i’m going to say. …for now.