The world began in Eden, and ended in Los Angeles.I'm kind of feeling the need to just ditch school for a couple of months and travel. Perhaps alone. Perhaps with one or two friends ( Read more... )

A week of detox would be good for me.

Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say
Chained to all the places that he never wished to say
Bound with all the weight of all the words he tried to say
and as faced the sun he cast no shadow

There's something beautiful about being alone here.

Walking outside through the splotchy patches of sunlight, the only one on the side of a road. In some ways, I prefer it this way. There is no judgement in the melting snow.

I have crushes on boys that don't, won't, or can't like me.
My hormones are serially retarded.

Stress. Panic. Jealousy. Self-Depreciation.

Don't become me.

I swear I was never this big of a mess. What happened to me.

I'm so tired of being flawed.

My life is a beautiful trainwreck, waiting to happen ( Read more... )

I'm stepping up my game.

Diane Von Furstenberg is coming on Friday for a Master's Tea. Let's see if I can land some sort of industry connection.

I'm waiting for my sappy romantic comedy. You know. The one where I end up falling in love and kissing passionately in the snow, while the wind freezes me to death.