i love that boy.
he's so pretty.

what a hipster.

I want to be happy hour of the photo world.
Golden light.

If I could be just one ripple in those waves.



You left me here alone again.
No response to my "mk,"

and only Her lonely Space Holiday to keep me lonely company.

i miss my hair wispy and blonde.
i think i need to bleach it crazy, black under-layer, some blue somewhere.



and a new cut.


*sigh*

i need more money if i'm to do this right.

when I exhale I can still taste the way your breath mingles with mine (the way we only taste when we're together).







Happy Thanksgiving, everyone.
Oh my god.
Bring on the food!

so i've been rereading a lot of my work that i have posted up here, and i like a lot of stuff i used to not like but...

it's all so self-centered, it's all about me.

i mean so maybe other people can relate.

but nothing really has much of a point... right?


hm.
we'll have to work on this.