Femme Fatale
Valentines day

Woke up incredibly hung over with extrememly curly hair.

There are people sleeping all over my floor. Beer wine and banjos too.

I recall going to a house show, meeting someone named Nora, rocking to depeche mode, distracting a boy from my English class from his girlfriend, being called “unbearably white teeth” all night, and lots of shouting, “cake or death!”

Best valentines day yet.