went running today and got my hair yanked by a strange man. the shock has not fully dissipated but one thing’s for sure, i am not about this life. i’m going to have the words “please don’t touch me, not even on the shoulder i can’t believe i have to wear this to achieve that” printed on a t-shirt and go running.
ok. body aching. bye.
question of the day: where are the lashes on my right eye?