Soon, I will have this much nail polish.
You guys, that’s normal, okay.
And as soon as I get my butt to Northgate I can pick up the coral color I’ve been dying to buy.
"At the beginning of each evening I was nervous and shy, worried that I had nothing to contribute to the group, but then I'd settle into my skin and my voice. By midnight, I would be part of things, ready to drink like a sailor and talk until morning. It was like being born over each night, the same process repeated, finding myself, losing myself, finding myself again." - The Paris Wife