Wednesday, May 20
För hjärtat har ett eget hjärta.
I hate days like these, when nothing turns out the way you want it to. I just cam home from work. My hair is not co-operating and my make up looks all funny, not even my new favorite dress can cheer me up. I'm on my way to a bar opening, and then on to a Morrissey tribute concert, and all I can feel is: I look weird. Weird weird weird.