i've entered a personal golden age of thought. there are just so many things running through my head. i guess i've just spoken less lately(lack of cell phone), so i've had a chance to get in tune with myself ( Read more... )

i'm thinking about fashion in such a different way these days. i've really been tempted lately to just blow all my money on clothes, and have no gas and not go to France, just look extremely well put together. For this reason, I feel i was meant to be Milanese. The average adult in Milan spends 40% of their yearly income on clothes. and in Europe, ( Read more... )

crêpes upon crêpes.
je me sens herzeleid.
the brakelight in my car shan't stop dinging for another week at best. fuck it, fuck it over and over until it dies. that made no sense. can you die from fucking? i assume old people would. or someone on speed...
my god, i need a park. and quelques amies.
and "Tim"

i had a lovely birthday ( Read more... )

lord. they schnazzed up LJ, it's about time ( Read more... )

my dear car ( Read more... )

my flute teacher died last night ( Read more... )

I GOT A CAR! A CAR! of my own.
it's huge, and for old people.
but it's mine. and spacious. if i need to sleep in it, it wouldn't be bad.
sex in the backseat would be easier than in most cars, not to imply anything, just presenting a fact.

yes. finally.

i have no doubt that this is highly temporary, but i'll post it anyways ( Read more... )

good golly ( Read more... )