looking at pictures of cherry amaretto coconut ice cream and cutting things off with, “do you like your girlfriend?” ….i also feel like i’m on drugs, but I’m not. I’m really anxious about choreography stuff.
I mean, I like them as friends.
I’m not insecure because my hair is short. I’m insecure because everything changed after I cut my hair….(all of these drunk boys rambling at me right now and I don’t like any of them…)
why the fuck am i so anxious for no reason right now