where can i find this friendzone i need some friends
my how-do-you-tell-your-sports-trainer-that-you’ve-never-gone-to-the-gym-before selfie.
my I-woke-up-at-5:40am-to-take-a-make-up-test-but-learned-that-the-make-up-was-two-days-ago selfie. I am stupid.
my consumerism has turned into food, all things made out of leather and silk, dresses that are monochrome or at most three colors in which 2 of them are neutrals, the need to go thrift shopping, art books, stupid art books like the ones from barnes and noble and urban outfitters where they just tell you to doodle stuff, and metro cards.
Surprised to see some high quality head gear by KATIE BURLEY MILLINERY sold at Urban Outfitters. How fun.
encounters with strangers
I wore my mom’s old shoes from the 90’s again, except they begun to hurt my toe because it kept pressing against my regrown nail on my right foot. So I decided to take off my shoes-socks against the ground- and run up the stairs of the university building as it was a Wednesday, a normally dead day on campus.
I hop up the steps quickly, partially because my feet are in pain and partially because I dont want to get caught. I finally get to my floor, the fourth floor, where there was nobody but me so I swing the door open and come into contact with a security guard. I place the shoes that were in my hand and put them back on the floor and wedge my feet back into them. He didn’t say anything about my feet.
Something to cozy up with in bed and to fall asleep to. books. yay.
Grace got us chocolate for Thanksgiving and I didn’t even know that was a thing. Sea salt and carmel from Max Brenners.
I missed my train today and I cried while waiting for the next one because that stuff really sucks.
“この星の子ども8” Children of this planet 8
oil on canvas
個人蔵 Private collection
If I could paint like Shimoda, I would be happy.
“All people are like grass,
and all their glory is like the flowers of the field;
the grass withers and the flowers fall
but the word of the Lord endures forever.”
1 Peter 1: 24
Jean Paul Gaultier Exhibition at the Brooklyn Museum 2013
Absolutely breathe taking! Must visit again.