kirsty h.

i'm a young art student, split between the quaint reaches of West Virginia and Baltimore. i'm not a green woodpecker. this is kind of more of an internet diary than a decent blog.

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twitter, goodreads, last.fm, and steam. you can shoot me an email at kirstyhambrick@gmail.com.

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  1. today is my day off. it’s stiflingly grey. i slept in. i used my meal plan to eat a single bowl of cheerios with bananas in it. i paid for two cardigans with one dollar coins. i twisted my ankle and fell in an alley on the way home. i haven’t had meaningful social interaction in entirely too long and i just noticed dried blood is making my now-battered tights stick to my knee. but i refuse, i refuse to look the way i feel.

    today is my day off. it’s stiflingly grey. i slept in. i used my meal plan to eat a single bowl of cheerios with bananas in it. i paid for two cardigans with one dollar coins. i twisted my ankle and fell in an alley on the way home. i haven’t had meaningful social interaction in entirely too long and i just noticed dried blood is making my now-battered tights stick to my knee. but i refuse, i refuse to look the way i feel.

     
     
    1. rachesaunde said: You’re free to skype me later? Your glasses look foxy.
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