wo, manly

today i used a facial mask and hair mask for the first time in my life.

there is a pimple propping proudly below my left nostril. my chipped nail polish is still chipped and still on my nails. work starts tomorrow at the airport and i bought my ugliest pair of shoes yet, blood red mini heeled red points. the dress is white, normal-short, halter with a red collar. i only need to squat to reveal my ass and its accompanying blubber.

for some reason i cannot understand this sentence in the reading for narrative film theories -

This theoretical move lets us avoid that a priori favoring of certain film techniques characteristic of mimetic theories.

like, huh?

i am 21 years old. if i could see my younger self now, i would say this: the only difference between us is that you have made fewer mistakes, and yours are not of reverebating consequences that will ring so hard you wouldn't hear the voices in your head anymore -

and so you don't hear them: "run, run, run"