My back seams are ducked up
A boy snapchatting photos of his record collection is basically the indie version of dick pix, right?
Reading a boy’s message a million times over and not replying because it’s important to ignore him & make him wait!!! I never used to do this - like pretend I am too busy and too cool to get around to replying but John Waters told me to and FUCK it works!!! I don’t want to do it but teasing boys and playing games is THE ONLY WAY!!!
Here is the problem of what is going on in my life right now. Stuart is trying to talk to me but I am just trying to read the message Adrian sent to me.
This is now my private blog
I don’t know if I have said this, but this plaid shirt is not going to come off all spring. I felt too plain today, because I am pretty much wearing an outfit that I would have worn in about forth grade, so I put a ton of costume jewelry on, which is the same thing I would have done in forth grade. I have not matured at all. I found some clip on earrings that match my shirt. You can’t tell, but they’re both purple. I have foresaken my digital camera in lieu of photobooth and film, and really don’t know where it is, or else would take a better picture so you could all see how I actually look. But I think the HP photobooth camera is gonna be like the polariod in twenty years, and so when I look back on this, it’s not gonna look grainy and bad, it’s gonna look dreamyyyyyyy. So, for the future?
My phone broke, i got a new one. It was free and I LOVE IT. It even has an analog clock with the calendar! I am so into analog digital clocks. Also, at the Sprint store, I became super impressed with the HTC Evo. It has, like, a real camera. You can change the shutter speed. I am pretty sure it is nicer than my actual digital camera. When there is no choice but to get a smartphone (and after visiting the Sprint store, I am convinced we are almost there), I would totally get it and use that camera ALL THE TIME. And try to avoid being sucked into using the internet in public.
Some people are old at 18 and some are young at 90. Time is a concept that humans created. — Yoko Ono (via realtalk427)
(Source: sandysays, via xoxogossipirl)
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