sometimes it seems like we're all living in some kind of prison.
and the crime is how much we all hate ourselves.
when you really look closely, people are so strange and so complicated
that they're actually beautiful. possibly even me.
-.my so-called life.-
i am the quiet type. i am a shy girl. i like art and design concepts. rearranging my room. wall collages. abstract and post-impressionism. art museums and animal crackers. long nights out and sleeping in after them. intellectual intercourse. photography. polaroid. joycam. izone. chipped fingernail polish. darkwave. industrial. experimental. ambient. plastic kiddie bracelets. starbucks. thunderstorms. writing. creativity.
i am a recovering elitist. but you can share humanity in the strangest of places. i have a fucking heart with too much room to keep anyone out.
change is good. and i'm glad i have.
you don't care about us.
