je me sens bizarre

its 10:30pm, my hair looks pretty, my hands are speckled with paint, I'm wearing someone else's tshirt (i always like whats not from MY wardrobe), i want to go out but I have no idea whats going on... too lazy to use my phone..

I miss the comfort of sisterly love.. so i paint new ones....




today was strange... it was sweet, calm, sunny.. deafeningly quiet.