You were a piece of shit!!!!!!
I mean, er, I learned a lot…I read a lot, I cried a hella lot, you got me into Gaga! You got me out of promiscuity and into real fun relationships! You taught me how to live off no money at all! Depravity! I learned how to drink less because [...]
-Why do you do it?
-I’ve gotta do it for all the girls in middle America who only wish they were doing what I do.
-Excuses.
-That has always made me feel better about drinking so much.
I miss home, so I listen to Drake
for those who were hoping that i would get “better”, i feel i’m becoming worse by the day. i’m practically becoming a personification. i haven’t always been so, vociferant? eeek
my new years resolutions:
One of the worst things I think I do is when I walk around and see things and think, that would make a nice photo, but the effort of taking my camera out and stopping seems so drastic I never do. Or maybe I don’t know the person very well but I [...]
Me and Daniel were in line to take out money at the Natwest at Liverpool Street, and this man asked us for money, and personally I really don’t like how people ask for money at bank machines here, it’s a bit presumptious and vaguely sinister. We didn’t have any change, and he was like “don’t [...]
Oh, and by writing that last post I didn’t mean for you to send me links with people who write more blogs like that.
I wonder if, by saying that Platform and Vice use basically the same template for their websites, will ruin all chances for me to contribute to either of them. Ha, my bad. [...]
Sometimes I wonder if, as a girl writer, I would get more readers by writing about relationships and boys, apparently it’s a trend on people’s blogs. I do admit that I read some things, but to be honest a lot of it is really typically “feminine” or “masculine”, whatever connotation those words have anymore. They [...]
All the film here is so expensive so I haven’t documented shit, I hope to buy some tonight before I got to the Das Pop party. Me and Daniel are living off fancy grilled cheese sandwiches.
London London London
I drank enough wine on the plane trying to get to sleep. I had the worst time getting to my plane on time/dealing with my luggage, typically it was over the limit so now instead of four checked in baggages I had to bring one. Airlines tend to like making decisions for me. [...]
I have not packed at all, besides maybe throwing a bunch of books aside in a bag. I’m feeling disheveled and not in the good way. Sort of in the-wow I haven’t brushed my hair in ages and I’m wearing (god forbid) comfy clothes-way. The way I’m approaching this packing issue is whether, like friends [...]