ay, jack white !

<3

incidentally, i'm not cute today, so no photos.

this is boring.

saturday

hi, missed a day because the computer was dead.

guang sent me a video on facebook and it made me smile in a very happy way :) i miss people.

i'm making a homecoming dress, i'm listening to some new old music.

i'm watching weeds. see you later.

p.s. WE ARE YOUR FRIENDS, JUSTICE VS. SIMIAN.

i don't know

so this is the third time that i'm posting on here today. i don't really know why.

i just finished re-reading the perks of being a wallflower again and i loved it again. every time i read it i forget how much i loved it the last time and i get more and more out of it. i think it's because i am learning more and more about myself so each time i read it i can understand more fully what charlie is saying. i am realizing just how much i relate to him. it's sad that i'm relating so much to a fictional person haha. i think that i feel a lot of the same things that he does, they're just way demagnified for me.

i was thinking about why i have this "blog" in the first place. it's not really to share my mediocre style or my silly thoughts or so that anyone in particular will read it. i think i have this because i need some form of expression that's just words and pictures and not some silly poetry or painting or whatever that i'm still just mediocre at. and i could write in a journal or something, but this way there's some possibility for communication. i know that it is extremely unlikely that there is anybody anywhere reading this, but knowing that it's out there for anyone to see is more satisfying than writing in a spiral notebook stashed under my bedside table.

it is now four a.m. and i still can't sleep. thanks diet coke. i'm not going to try and force myself to sleep either, even though i'll regret that when i'm at work tomorrow.

goodnight nobody.

words

This is my wall today, hello.

So, I was re-reading The Perks of Being a Wallflower today. Charlie and I, we're on the level. I feel like a lot of the things that he's saying are things that i'm thinking. It's just beautiful and honest and it makes me think.

I know it's cliche and everything, but it is the most wonderful book.

I am not a lonely person, not by far, and I know that I don't have "real" problems, but sometimes I feel like i'm missing something.

today.

these are mine, soon please ?

hedi slimane, diary

<3

justice, a cross the universe.

i must see this

there is so much to see.

uhm.

WE'RE ALL JUST LIVING.

missing.

Nostalgia is bad for me. I miss New York. I miss new friends.

It's really surreal having a completely different life for a month, and meeting lots of really amazing people, and spending every day with them, and then coming home and not seeing them.

looking through new york photos on facebook + depressing Damien Rice song = what makes Kinsey want to cry

may i please go back ?

"sing me to sleep, i'm tired and i want to go to bed. don't try to wake me in the morning for i will be gone."

blahblahblah the smiths, hey.

braz.

prada + pringle

It's really a shame that this trend is completely irrelevant for a 16 year old living in a suburb.

hair

smello, how are you today ?

ripped

self made, new favorites.

two outfits

forever 21 tank

Inspired by marc; it's a stretch.

cold

It was abnormally cold yesterday for the middle of august.

tye dye

t shirt made by lily, self distressed f21 jeans

bed.

short

This dress is very short, and very colorful;

I have absolutely no occasion to wear it.

p.s. Dear New York, I miss you.

night

Lily, Sofia, Anya, Katya.

Experimenting.

This was a fun night with my girl and some new frayndz.

long shutter speed

favorites.

new

Well, since I know who I am, and it is likely that nobody else will be reading this, I think this is a sufficient first post.