weird things happen when you stop making plans ( Read more... )

I want to create a reality where all of the people I love fit in there with me ( Read more... )

Clementine: This is it, Joel. It's going to be gone soon.
Joel: I know.
Clementine: What do we do?
Joel: Enjoy it.

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So there's my reflection....

combat boots.
tuxedo pants.
black vneck.
denim jacket.
smoky eyeliner.
messy hair from a photoshoot.
lighting a cigarette.
in paris.

What a great picture for my collaged bulletin board.

What a fabulous moment of me.

The worst part of moving to New York is dealing the people that dislike you as the outsider that isn't worth anything until you prove yourself and your staying power.

The worst part of being a New Yorker is the realization that you have been doing this to certain people since you met them.

Steps ( Read more... )

Glitter.
Passion.
Drag Queens.
Pictures Frames.
Homosexual Colloquialisms.
Mannequins.
Masks.
Sequins.
Vintage Microphones.
Early 1960s.
Blazers.
Men with their hair combed back.
Thick-framed glasses.

New outlook. Whatever.
My success keeps me warm at night.

The brink of 21 is messing with me ( Read more... )