walk it out

just like freddy.

pure

almost a little creepy. place has barely changed in almost forty years.

real men

growing stack of books on my desk, leftover from a summer where i didn't read enough:

a farewell to arms - hemingway
looking for alaska - green
paper towns - green
catch-22 - heller
magma - gatto
trimalchio - fitzgerald
diary of anne frank - frank
when you are engulfed in flames - sedaris

sometimes i wish i could just spend one entire day a week just with some soft bon iver, a mug of that pungent green tea, and a novel. that crisp, slightly musty, earthy smell of those pages.

my favorite scene

unusual time signatures

off day! yes!

b. heine photography

greatness

offline

you don't know

one step closer to equality,

hey, that was nice. i missed that.

tiny

i wonder how thin the air really is on top of everest

truth about college

immediacy

longevity

public transportation

i love people

moosic

rest in peace

uh..

best motivation to keep grindin' through high school:

researching colleges

sing us a song,

just, never forget.

taps

misquoted

silhouettes

smile on five

un, deux,

sometime around 7something tonight

walt disney concert hall

i'm havin' a good time, i'm havin' a ball

wild card

beauty

i've gotten so used too (good at?) vacuuming all my thoughts and feelings and rapture and poignancy inside me to produce some sort of attempt at a professional, level-headed byproduct that i've lost some (most?) of my ability to display it. through word and others. i'm displaying this frustration in word but communication frustrates me sometimes.

to be happily alone is a compromise with loneliness.

this smooth shell has hardened. the cracks in it have too.

daze day dais(y)

hollywood here we come

you're not doing a job, you're a performer

colliding worlds

where children sleep

september?! already? again?

you know, i still can't get over how much changes in a year.