currently working on: that thing called life.
i'm boxing the stars.
that's[a]me.
my grandpa told me i can be anything i fucking want to be. you know what. it never made sense until then.
"You know what? Fuck beauty contests. Life is one fucking beauty contest after another. School, then college, then work... Fuck that. And fuck the Air Force Academy. If I want to fly, I'll find a way to fly. You do what you love, and fuck the rest."
"art and love are one of the same: its the process of seeing yourself in things that are not you. its understanding the unreasonable. and although the theory i am proposing is unreasonable, it is something i completely understand."-chuck klosterman
your approval is not needed.
i'm Jazz. like the music
i'm my own person. i dont rely on anybody. for anything.
because it never works out.
not pretty.not skinny. but i do things my way.
i like to live life as it comes.
for some reason i think world peace can be achieved.
i have incurable addiction to music.
artsy fartsy.
college girl.
destination:love parade.
final stop: the world.
PaleGreenMean
my plan:
take over the world
then save it from itself.
"we must be the change we wish to see in the world"
-Mahatma Gandi
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