S E R R A '08. ♥
i miss it so so much.
hopefully i'm going back next summer.
but i'm afraid he won't be around anymore.
the weather's icky and i've been moping around my room all day.
thinking about the past and going through amazing memories.
i want all that back, but hey..
every sun must set.

i love the brief moments on sunny days
where there is no rush, no hurry, nothing to do.
the warm sunlight on my face,
the cool breeze on my skin
with no sounds but the melodies washing over me from the world outside.
it reminds me of the summer.
i can't wait.

every sun must set.

it's time for change, time to mature, time to develop,
time to learn more, time to move on to the next stage.
time to start fresh.

this is another one of my mum's shirts + belts that i put together,
I got that watch today.
lovelovelove. (L)
wearing this tomorrow.

I discovered that my mother used to be quite the hipster back in the day.
and she used to wear that orange piece as PJ's, if I recall correctly.
also, I was amazed to discover she used to have a waist of 20 inches, which is pretty insane.
my momma was gorgeous. (:
I definitely can't wait until summer now !
♥

now it's time to get out of the desert and into the sun.

she's so beautiful.
honestly, she's flawless.
♥

i want me a dev patel.
what a cutie! ♥
i'm looking into going to India for July to help street children.
maybe i'll bring back a cute indian boy to marry. (;

i'll pause this game, so our love will never end.

i am learning from my mistakes,
so let's try this all over again,
and i promise i'll do it right this time.

take two?

OHMYGOD I AM SO THRILLED.
I JUST REALIZED THAT IT IS NOW WARM ENOUGH TO KEEP MY WINDOWS WIDE OPEN AT NIGHT,
AND IT HASN'T SNOWED IN WEEKS!
SPRING IS COMING SOON,
AND THAT
MEANS
SUMMER!!!!!!!!!!
♥ x 1000000000000

things were so beautiful in the Golden Era.
I wish I lived then.
our world today is so dirty and destroyed.
people are dirty, societies are dirty, the environment is dirty.
back then, everything was glamorous and rich,
bright and dazzling.

i have this giant poster of marilyn.
she is so gorgeous.

atomic roads, nuclear sunrise, they left me all alone.

I always keep my window open,

even if it's just a crack.

the sound of the life outside

is so ... reassuring.

the land and the roses slowly disappeared, why am I so alone ?

every sun must set.
♥

a sudden chill runs through my veins.

my eyebrow piercing keeps getting infected, it's so nasty.
it gets all swollen and the skin is flaky.
but i'm doing mad seasalt water soaks, so it's going down.
I cut my bangs super short so that it won't irritate the piercing anymore.

we treat mishaps like sinking ships.

my relationships are always so fucked up.
but i've learned from the past,
i'm not going to let anyone fuck me over so easy.

we came here to party like it's going out.

yesterday i got 00ga & 12mm expanders, and a set of 12mm flesh tunnels.
it hurts like a motherfucker but i am super excited to get these babies in.

he is so beautiful.

I’ve got holes,

in my jeans.

but what’s worse,

they’re in my head too.

oh adam young.

What exactly is Owl City?
A city where happy owls live, work, breathe, ride bikes and fly kites. They pick flowers, sing in the shower, salsa dance, swim in pools, knit sweaters and read dreamy books with happy endings. They roller skate, watch romantic movies, drive clean cars to church, hold hands on the beach and run on treadmills after they eat a lot of pizza. They enjoy vanilla skies, swinging on swing sets, walking in the rain, pajama parties, wearing fuzzy sweatshirts in the winter and imagining what it would be like to breathe underwater. Owl City is an innocent place where life is pleasant and enjoyable. It's a place where pretty owl girl flight attendants smile at handsome boy owls at 30,000 feet. It's a place where little owls sometimes get lost in grocery stores but they always find their momma's again. =]

quite possibly the cutest thing I have ever read?
yes.

even fairytale characters would be jealous.

otters hold hands while sleeping.
if they accidentally let go,
they will wake up to find one another and join hands again
♥

we speak in different voices, when fighting with the ones we love.

when the light starts to burn,
and the pain returns,
I just wish that I could heal
the hurt you feel tonight.
don’t you doubt;
how can you expect to win this war,
if you’re too afraid to fight?