danny brown - dip
On the other hand though, tomorrow I’m getting paid to attend a wine tasting session.
Ren leaves for New York in less than a week on the visa I had and I’m so jealous it hurts.
It used to take me exactly one play of Transatlanticism to walk from my local Tradewise grocery store to my apartment, underneath the Kosciusko St subway stop, past the Family Dollar with cigarette ads in the window, past the house that had three McDonald’s outdoor seating tables in their front yard, past the homeless man who never left the same corner, past the South Bushwick Reformed Church, past the family who would wash their car every Saturday, past the Catholic Shrine that looked incredible covered in snow, past the donation bin I loaded all my coloured stockings and headbands and doona and old persona into in my last week, past the deli where I’d get an egg and cheese and a JOOSE, right up to 1162 Greene Avenue Apartment 3.
I’ll probably kill Ren if he doesn’t love every second of it.
Eyebrows @ Dior S/S 2014
- me: are there any spirits listening
- ouija: yes are you alone
- me: yes
- ouija: haha nice whats up :P
- me: trying to contact my dead grandmother
- ouija: cool cool so what would u be doing if i was alive right now lol
A perfect representation of me as a person is that I’m currently simultaneously watching: The OC S4 finale, The Mindy Project S3E2 and Girls S1E4.
post celebratory friend brunch w/ lobster omelette and mimosas
- parents: why is all our internet used up already?
- me: sorry, I had to tag every photo of me on tumblr as 'me'