i’m still just trying to figure out who i am. sometimes i don’t go to bed til 4am because something about the moon makes me have hope. i moved to a city i don’t know where no one knows my name because it feels good to let go. i like blank notebooks because it feels like a blank slate, a whole new world to create and just be. i spend hours upon hours reading at the library and drinking the house coffee at cafes because sometimes it just feels good to get out of the apartment. i worry about how people see me, but really i’m sick of pretending to be something i’m not. i get tattoos because i like the self-expression and the idea that i can bring my favorite pieces of art with me wherever i go. i constantly clean out my closets and throw things away because i hate needing things. i have big career ambitions, but i constantly wonder if it will ever be enough. i am in love with the whole world, but love ebbs and flows. sometimes i’m happy, sometimes i’m not. i have scars on my arms because at one point, i didn’t know how to deal with extreme loss that happened over and over. i hate that people stare. i’m afraid to get too close but at the same time, i give my heart freely. i’m a mess of contradictions, strung together by good intentions, a giving heart and a smile. that’s all i know so far.. and that’s okay.

:) casual.

this boy needs to come find me and give me a bunch of kisses.

one of my favourite songs still, to this day.

‘nuff said.

dear you, you are like a dream come true and i am so happy that our worlds collided for this brief time, but you know as well as i that our paths take us in different directions. i will always remember the times we shared together as moments that reminded me of the possibilities of love in this sometimes seemingly dark world. take that with you as i’ll be taking it with me. love always, me.

in less than a month, i will be in portland. i cannot effing wait.

guidelines for getting through the day.

430am shift tomorrow. SICKKKK.