the ramblings of the formerly lonely antonia, a twenty-year-old artist living and working in the windy city, and her discovery of how to live alone without being lonely.
Sunday, February 5, 2012
what I would give to be curled up in someone else's arms tonight. I tore (or at least hyperextended) the miniscus of my left knee, and I can hardly walk or bend/straighten my leg. it hurts a bunch and I just want someone to care for me
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