hand cramp from senior portraits even though I only have like 5 friends
hey can i get one even if i have nothing to offer in exchange
vogue paris may 2009; daria werbowy & hitmonlee
(Source: filthavenue)
5/20
Tomorrow feels like it’s going to be a regular Monday. I’m going to be late to Wilcox’s, be rife with boredom at Harte’s, not pay attention in Binkowski’s, wander aimlessly during my T.A, fool around in Sunga’s, and then I’m probably going to skip Chen’s.
Except I’m not.
At one point midway on our path in life,
I came around and found myself now searching
through a dark wood, the right way blurred and lost.
How hard it is to say what that wood was,
a wilderness, savage, brute, harsh and wild.
Only to think of it renews my fear!
So bitter, that thought, that death is hardly worse.
But since my theme will be the good I found there,
I mean to speak of other things I saw.
hahahaha this is me to a T
- 7th Grade me: I will never smoke weed in my life
- 12th grade me: Bruh
Anouck Lepère in her antwerp apartment
vogue nippon march 2010; anja rubik & flaffy
