ray.
taken last last sunday, 20th of feb. my aim was to look -- better. i'm not a dressy chick and can hardly be described as glamorous. my life consist of school, work, and sleep in between. i don't dress up to go to the mall. i hardly go out-out and party, drink, or smoke. significantly more often than not, you'll catch me sporting a snug shirt, jeans, a scarf, jacket, and snow boots with barely there makeup, including the times i see ray. i frequently feel bland and just all around -- mediocre. but i wanted to look nice this time around and a bit more effort was gathered into it. with the sexiest stiletto boots dusted off and pigments layered, i was set. i was ready by 2 in the afternoon, yet he didn't show up until 9 at night. well damn. he claimed it was some misunderstanding and our timing was simply different, however by that time, i no longer cared to hear it. so whatever. i was beyond upset to the point where i told him not to even bother coming and continued to go on a rampant. he insisted that he was still coming up and asked if he can see me, please. and since he said please (this kid doesn't say please for shytt), i said FINE! by the time he actually got here, i had on jeans and my regular winter attire with my hair pulled back and makeup completely unlike how it was earlier in the day. and to think.... all i wanted to do was take his breath away.
my intention wasn't to put MY pictures up, rather, his. but considering i'm not fully feeling the kid right now, i'll save them for another day when i'm feeling a wee more -- cupid struck.
ps - don't mind the chapped lips, lol. wasn't in the mood to dive into my bag for the blistex. :)