vineri, noiembrie 5

friday im in love

november, you little bitch. these days linger and time flutters around and everything is so insignificant and chaotic. i wanna fucking forget it. this week, what a week. what a mess.
i dont care if mondays black, tuesday, wednesday - heart attack, thursday, never looking back- its friday, im in love.

joi, noiembrie 4

things that annoy me today #1

  • low battery
  • being an insecure mess
  • stupid questions
  • it's not friday
  • people walking slowly in front of me
  • too much food
  • no concerts/good movies tonight
  • not feeling like moving on
  • stupid nike shoes
  • 'eat pray love'
  • doesn't get my telepathic message saying to mind
  • being broke
  • ham
  • boys who wear white jeans
  • needing/wanting a cigarette
  • pickpockets
  • stupid people
  • that song playing again and again in my head
  • bad hair day
  • having stupid insignificant problems
  • and minding them

duminică, octombrie 31

miercuri, octombrie 27

current obsessions









1.
thé des sources and magazines- instead of the vogue magazines in the picture, i read my father's entire Esquire collection
2. flying birds prints
3.
b. wood's oogum boogum- if i were to describe my style using a song, this would be it
4. lover's start by how to dress well
5. alexa chung- i have a biiig lady-crush on her
6.
11:11- good things tend to happen at this hour
7. unearthen necklaces at bonadrag


via knightcat/bonadrag/nynights

vineri, octombrie 22


11.02 pm. my mind is a cluttered mess and my teacup is filled with thé des sources

duminică, octombrie 17

WE ARE THE KIDS

YOUR PARENTS WARNED YOU ABOUT





we're the Brooklyn gang

joi, octombrie 14

do you know me?





is it cruel or kind not to speak my mind,

and to lie to you rather than hurt you?
... I'll confess all of of my sins
after several large gins
but still I'll hide from you,
hide what's inside from you










...i don't think so

marți, octombrie 12

femme freak












by aitch

black and white characters drawn on tacky-used pieces of oilcloth

sâmbătă, octombrie 2

"Once a year, she remembers that she is insignificant. Then she forgets again, because more than she is insignificant, she is forgetful."


hypnotic