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i have nothing really exciting to write, tumblr. i am learning to code + drinking mango nectar + it's officially my weekend, so i guess that's alright.
drinking earl grey & reading about typography. somehow this all feels rather zen.
TRYING TO PUT ON EYELINER
The first eye:
The second eye:
i have never seen a more accurate post
SERIOUSLY THOUGH.
my mouth is open, my book is shut
i feel like i am stuck in this what-do-i-do-now part of my life and it is very confusing and depressing. where is the light at the end of my tunnel?
i would rather get burritos than flowers
I really want to take more pictures.
It's crazy how such a tiny, miniscule thing can have such an impact on your life.
I don't know if I could say that I found myself before I was even old enough to drink, but I know that I had some of the best experiences of my life.
Back then, I traveled a lot. I was never home. If I went home, it was for a brief moment to pack my things and head to my next adventure. I was young, spontaneous, and probably stupid (sometimes I slept in the parking lots of rest stops). But it was the most eye-opening time of my life, and I loved it.
I found my best friend on a random trip to Chicago. We went to a random show and met awesome people. That person is still my best friend, years later.
There are many people that will never be able to say they've packed up some things and drove to the east coast just to see a certain spot, packed behind beach houses and residential neighborhoods. I still remember that place. It was in Maryland, and it was a playground with swings and the ocean tide washing toward my feet, and it was the most calm I've ever been. I remember just watching the ocean and somehow all of my worries slipped away for that period of time.
I went to places when I was nineteen that most people will never go in their lifetime. I met wonderful people. I know what it was like to go to Newbury Comics in Boston in the winter time. I went to the 9:30 club in Washington, D.C. I ate sushi near the shore in Annapolis. I spent hours in coffee shops, reading books, in New York City. I remember listening to Death Cab For Cutie and driving through New Jersey.
Maybe my life is a tad less exciting. I live on the west coast, I have a long-term relationship, and I have a fairly stable job. I don't travel anymore, not really. But every time I find something like this, a little staple of my former self, my heart smiles. I still yearn for new places, for new experiences. But I cannot forget that I've already seen so much, experienced so much, and am grateful for the person that I was, and am now.
so color me obvious
i just want to be happy half the time
and blue only when i have the time
i was seventeen, and i wanted a tattoo. i wouldn’t call my mom liberal, but she was certainly not the most conservative. she had allowed my older sister to get one at seventeen, so i begged for the same. i knew what i wanted, where i wanted it, and why i wanted it. i couldn’t wait to see a...
please check out my other blog based on my life surrounding an auto-immune illness:
the p word
i am currently writing a lot more in it than in this one because an auto-immune disorder IS my life and i struggle every day with it. it's very personal and i'm very new to explaining it to people so please bear with me.
stop letting people that you enjoy slip through your fingers.
Breakfast. (at Mother's Bistro & Bar)