most like photo of me ever.
because I spend maybe too much time wearing this shirt, and trying to make my hair bigger.
hello, boys.
most like photo of me ever.
because I spend maybe too much time wearing this shirt, and trying to make my hair bigger.
hello, boys.
was going to write words this afternoon.
instead, I’ve spent the past half hour in front of a mirror, wearing That Tshirt of Robert Smith Wearing a Betty Boop Tshirt.
I can’t get our hair identical, and now I’m in a stroppy funk.
so I’m bad at a lot of things, most of the time. but I’m worst at mornings.
at least there’s the Cure.
remember the Robert Smith Church of Broken Hearts? tonight, I am writing everything in pink markers.
