This is obviously not me. If life was as I wanted, I could be. I mean, not the fact that I would be preggers, but you know. I would have a cute boyfriend who I was totally in love with who would play guitar with and be totally nerdy with. There's so much that I want and I just can't haz it.
Roman's birthday is tomorrow. I'm baking him cookies. And then writing him a letter, skanks to the idea of one Charlie and Emily. I feel like a mega-bad person, but I mean, I've been putting it off for a few weeks.
I have thursday off. I think I'll bake some cookies. I LIKE TO BAKE. Ben says that I'll be a really good wife because I'll bake and make dinner and then do what my husband has asked of me. Maybe I can, you know, be a good wife and um, also be my own person?
I really think I like you.
Too Bad.
Hi, My name is Emily.
Currently listening to: First Day Of My Life by Bright Eyes
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