Nonsense

I want to sleep in my make-up I'm so tired.

I feel incredibly guilty that I had 2 cokes today. I feel like I had just kicked a puppy or something. How dare I have that 2nd coke. What kind of monster are you?! I dunno, I just needed to say it.

Hey Hey now

Changes whoa whoa whoa.

Secret elbow

I haven't written in awhile I admit. But it's the start of a new month & I feel like it's time to start rambling.

As a few know already I went on a trip to Germany for two weeks with my parents (oh boy!)in the beginning of May. And honestly? I have no super OMFGSHARKSWITHLAZERS stories. Really. It was peaceful. I ate cake. I didn't meet some gorgeous guy who swept me off my feet & we spent the next two weeks bumping uglies. Who I'm now carrying our love baby Hans Fritz Karphfluffel. No. Nothing that spectacular. I did meet a guy with enormous biceps, who I can only assume wrestles bears for a living. (Damn that language gap). And me being me instead of thinking "oooo i'd like to rip that fuckers clothes off with my teeth" I was like "Dude I wanna see how far you can throw me! Your arms are fucking huge!" Over muscular men are frightening. Just saying. And I have the mind of a 10 year old. Woop woop.

Currently I'm in a slump photography wise. It's embarrassing really. Face shot. Face shot. Face shot. I mean the finish line is over there! I can fucking see it! Like 50 or so shots left! But at the moment it's very much "Hey how bout a picture of my hand?" I'm not quite sure what it is that's got me blegh. My dreams have been vivid & interesting (Going from brightly colored sex dream to horror/snuff film esque blood & gore all in the matter of 3 days!). But I grab my camera & have nothing.

I lurve me some black and white.

Tornado

Currently Beggar's Prayer by Emiliana Torrini

Wise up

Tonight's been a little weird. I watched SLC Punk with S. It's lost some of it's flavor from my first time watching it when I was... 15? But at that time almost all I would listen to was punk. Remember finding that guy in the garage? It's all one big circle.
I've also gotten a barrage of messages from a certain male who now won't leave me alone. Sorry just won't cut it. I'm not as stupid as I pretend to be.

Exploded soda on the door from months ago.

One more, one more.

Just one more thing to add before I prepare to turn in for a much needed early night. Yes I'm trying to keep my mind busy on other things. It's kind of working. Anyways I adore the basic processing of this but the other version (which ended up on my 365 here) just had a few added details to put it over the top.