Anonymous asked: Do you smoke weed?
nope. i dont really see a need to alter reality, i have before and its not for me. i like being in control of me, for no other reason then i think im capable of thinking about thing abstracter then normal as is. but if you can explain why it is so appealing.. or enjoyable, i am more then happy to listen, maybe theres just something im not getting about its appeal perhaps.
I spent a total of seven dollars on vintage camera apps over the last week and there is only one that is worth the money. And that would be the 8mm vintage camera app. With super8 in a not SO distant second. Followed by camer8, timecorder, and isupr8 all in tie for third.
If I could do it over I would only buy the 8mm camera it leaves all the rest in the dust.
as much as i love and appreciate all of you who read, watch, even have ever checked up on, my blog.. i realized i dont write for you.
i dont write to impress or gloat, self sooth, or help. i really only write for me. looking back on my old post it gives me courage and fills me with this feeling of actualization. i’ve still been upsetting myself over an ex sometimes, and i dont see why now. its okay that we’re not in love anymore. and its okay that i look different and he doesnt. he truely loved me, and im pretty sure i truely loved him, but its time to stop thinking about it because i didnt change. what he wanted changed and theres nothing i can do about that, i dont think i would if there was. we want different things.. and well i think hes a prick now. wait.. this isnt ment to be about him (however most of my old post were), i’m just glad it happened, and im glad i can remember every detail. im glad i know i was a better girl for him, then he was guy for me, im glad im still me.
sincerely thank you all for reading my blog, but i’ve deviated from me a bit here, it became my share page, things i hear, read love, like an actual blog, i was out to impress you. but im blogging for me again. not because im lonely or lost.. not because i need purpose in my life (i do, but why cant i be my own purpose) if none of you ever read me im fine with that. i need this.. i need to be able to look back when im doubting how i want my life and just smile, and whatever the fuck happens in the spand of a year.
this is not ment to be poetic, and its not ment to be beautiful. but i would like to be again. i need to keep my soul hungry. and not for the past.
future me reading this.. this is you now. and its okay to forever change always.
RIP
and he died for that very thing..
well that thing in a car.
hands down my favorite jackass.
There is a level of insanity I must have found through watching every episode of both seasons of angry beavers, because now I still can’t get enough.
But this episode just tops it off. Smoot. Their voices are so cute in this episode
-act your age
how could you not want this.. okay it looks tres mexicane. but pomegranate mojito. yum.
Sleep the Clock Around - oh that b AND s.
Belle & Sebastian’s good workin’ music. thanks you crazy pair.
i smell like sandalwood.
