Camera Phones can do justice.

When I was in seventh grade I fell in love with Buddy Holly but he never loved me back.

Mark Ryden

Suite No. 3 in C major, BWV 1009

I've never wanted to kiss someone so much

St. Vincent with Andrew Bird - Black Rainbow, Une Soire de Poche #9

I was never s real big fan of St. Vincent, i always thought she was lovely and i liked her voice but this small film of her in France just... just made me appreciate her. A lot of people love her and i didn't pay attention to it, and now i understand why. It is because she is desperately beautiful. She resembles Audry Totou or however you spell that woman's name... anyway, this girl's milky skin just screams drench me in kisses. 

I wish I was able to remember my great grandmother. We share the same name and at a point I looked so much like her. She was so beautiful and had this lovely short curly red hair. She would wear button down shirts and blue bandannas, kind of like Rosey the Riveter. 


She used to make peanut and jelly sandwiches with actual peanut butter. she would bake banana bread and wrap everything in black garbage bags. She would write notes to herself about everything in her home and had garbage bags and garbage bags full of notes written in her own form of short hand so no one else could read them. While she was growing deeper and deeper into her schizophrenia I think my mother became scared...and possibly became afraid of her. That is why I want to go into psychiatry.

Pride.

Daniela and I snuck into the parade and danced around like happy little gay children. It was awful fun.

I think i'd just rather not see, hear, talk to or interact with people in the least bit anymore, ever.

women i want to f....friend.

Patricia Velasquez                                                          Sara Shahi




Amber Heard

the primary color movement and more from my 8th grade year.

you and me

my lucky magic eight ball necklace misses me.

I would like my magic 8 ball necklace back.
my ex girlfriend is nearly 22 i think and still acts like a child.
honestly i have never met anyone so childish... it's sad really,  that i even wasted time with her. I never loved  her more than a friend. now i don't even love her as a friend. i don't really even like her as a person.

the sound of her voice or name kind of makes me a tad nauseous. and upset with myself... a little ashamed.

She's like that old 80's mullet you had because for a split second you thought you'd look okay, and then you look back at photos of yourself with it, realizing how horrible and grotesque the decision was to get it. The mullet people still bring up just to make you feel uncomfortable because they know how much you hated it, and hate yourself for it.

really, a very "teenage" mistake.

this really,  is sad on my part, for putting myself through all that for the sake of her feelings. I just wanted her to grow up and go to school and become something. needless to say she still works in a pizzeria.

I feel sorry for her really. and her poor girlfriend too...the one she cheated on, with me. gosh i always seem to do that. It's not my fault really. it's theirs.

anyway, i'd like my lucky necklace back. I doubt i'll get it though. because she's so stubborn. what a child.
she makes me want to say, "fuck you" and punch something. It's just so sad. Really it is.