day twenty, my month

holy goodness.
i am so sorry about the constant, well not blogging.
let's just say i'm breaking out and my shoulders feel tighter than jeggings.

my month.
well how convenient that it is the thirty first.

it goes something like this..
-becoming an adult.
-tights and berets.
-moshing.
-fate.
-my book.
-fashion blog.
-vampire weekend.
-low GPA.
-office lady.
-my feet are never going to stop hurting from all my cute shoes.
-it's nice to feel like this again.