I bought myself some gel pens with company money. I want to use them for illicit activities.
goddammit Joel
weirdest feeling today: headed out of Starbucks after kissing my producer boyfriend goodbye, ran into our precocious little actress and her mom on my way out, and stepped into the muggy summer afternoon, smelling Magnolia, thinking, someday I’ll look back at this and remember this as the moment I knew I would be famous.
conceited son of a bitch, I am.
I would care if the person I reblogged this from deleted their account.
