bricks

i told trisha about my desire to be a freelance writer and she was vehemently encouraging.
i told her about how one day i would like to own a used book shop somewhere with mild weather and intimate neighborhoods; she was thrilled.
i told her about how i am a biotch and she told me she admired me for it.

everyone should get a trisha.

trisha

trisha you have been gone for almost 20 minutes and already i miss you so much. although i am NOT pleased that you forced me to blog when i need to be studying for the hardest test of my college career. just sayin'.