chapter two

i'm sad that the beautiful new gold watch i bought that goes with everything and is perfect in every way is made of some abhorrent material to which i am allergic. 

 and i'm sad my best friend hates me right now. break ups stink, did you know? 

 and i'm absolutely sad that my sister is out of town and my family officially sold their utah house and everyone is so god damn old. 



 but then there's late drives up the canyon and purple hair and the smell of lavender, so, you know.

 life's good.