in sixth grade, i made the self-important declaration that my first real kiss was the one that happened at the valentine's dance that year. toward the end of my lusty middle school career, st. valentine smiled upon me again when my math class crush asked me to be his girlfriend.
THE SEASON ONE FINALE! This week, we've been lying on the floor wondering why we bother to do anything ever. Call us dramatic, but every now and then we could all benefit from taking a step back and asking - why am I doing this? What am I living for? How do I feel purposeful in my life and my actions?
HOW 2 BE CONFIDENT TOOL KIT: this mini-playlist, a teaspoon of vanity, The Elements of Style, and a really good coat.
You always felt like you were ~different~. Destined for the great wide somewhere. You finish your studies, pinch your pennies, and finally make it to said somewhere. And then you realize... YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT YOU'RE DOING.