It goes:
new friends
old songs
older clothes
found film canisters
half-filled notebooks
belly laughs
hamburger cakes
embracing my age
staying up late on school nights
uni crew
mocktails
love islands texts
French toast for the table
night coffee

I spent a whole weekend in the Smoky Mountains with three other girls and felt the weight of every single visit so sharply ( Read more... )

it has been a little while, hasn’t it ( Read more... )

we're inching towards the 4 year anniversary of my leaving Los Angeles ( Read more... )

it is, arguably, the very worst time of the year in Florida: summertime ( Read more... )

i'm having a very difficult time determining how i feel and discerning what those feelings are in response to ( Read more... )

the truth of the matter is that i miss california ( Read more... )

hello, yes, hi, it's me, hello, hi, here i am ( Read more... )

all's well here - by some definitions, really, we could go so far as to say that all is amazing. life is amazing. i am blessed beyond measure, with all of these things that were seemingly intangible in my not-so-distant past having become very real and very concrete in just a few short months' time ( Read more... )

I read Morrissey's autobiography
I'm listening to lots of Built to Spill, but all of the really old weird stuff that feels really kinetic.
I'm teaching myself French and brushing up on my Spanish.
I'm looking for somewhere to live.
I have made my bed every day of 2014 so far