Dystopia
What up homies. I’m drifting off to sleep… my eyes are heavy… but I thought I might mention all the exciting things I did today, like go to the post office, eat fried chicken (and mashed potatoes and biscuits), and have my cam show. Laaalalaa hmmm I started reading another sci-fi book called We, but it turned out to be a dystopian book with undertones of Communist Russia social commentary, so I’ve abandoned it as a lost cause, as I’m all dystopia’ed out for a lifetime.
I still have tan lines on my feet from where I’ve been wearing my flipflops. It’s still hot out, so I wore them again 
Will they ever go back to normal? They’ve been there for months now and I think even more pronounced these days. I look at them amazedly, as if maybe I’m a little bit tan all over and just can’t tell. I think it’s funny, really, that I’m the princess of sunburn and there’s a weird tan on my foot
I totally love reading your blog. You crack me up girlie!! I just had to say something.
You see, this is why I couldn’t get that guy that was excited about you using the word “regulate”. I was like, “WTF? Ava uses all sorts of words that are fancier than that!” And you see, you do! And you’re not even one of those people that uses fancy words, but doesn’t know what they mean, because I think you really know what the words mean and everything. Anyway, my point here is you’re smart and you know stuff and I think that’s really sexy