soft

faking fashion

i'm sorry your hallows wasn't better airy, mine was sort of weird. i enjoyed myself in the moment but i am just tired and sad and want someone to yell at me so i can cry and feel better.

if music was my family: tom waits would be my grandfather, bob dylan my father, conor oberst my little brother and jeff mangum my husband. that sums me up pretty well i guess.

i could enjoy retail therapy. i don't know. i'm just feeling destructive. no one reads blogs for personal bullshit anyways.

breezy freezy

guuuh

i want you

closer

unfortunately it was not cloudy/foggy.

take me higher

some required

breezy is out dancing it up and staring at some hot german guy's face, while i'm tuned in to david letterman, waiting to see ashley olsen. after padraic yelling i quickly got out of that situation by going silent and making it awkward, thus ending my phone conversation. i felt a little strange today because i finally went to a full week of school. tomorrow is halloween, obviously, and breezy and i are spending some rad time with friends under the fireworks(breeze if you by chance read this before we see eachother i can either get there at six or four). i'm not sure how i'm feeling about halloween this year, to be honest. -a

october

faking fashion

I don't know if i've ever talked about how much I love this editorial. It's my favourite, in the entire world.

breezy easy

oh love

wordddd

Today was fairly interesting. Not much happened, other than photobooth during Psycholoy, and a test during Biology, both with SB. Sorry for the messy blog posts lately, I'm dragging myself to do them. These pictures are from this morning, gorgeous. One of my friends, WT, can take credit for the first two. I love having a bus stop at a park on the water because the sunrises are so FUCKING BEAUTIFUL. Tomorrow SB and I are taking some time out of our busy, busy lives and taking a stroll down to the beach to take some phots. I'm hoping it'll be an overcast, fall day tomorrow and we'll give off the old men at sea vibe. BORING. God, just stop reading now.. -A