love of my life.

a few nights ago i drove home looking at this:

and something hit me. i keep trying to describe it in words, typing it out and backspacing, but any way i try to put it, i just end up sounding corny as hell.

i'm in love with my city. and i'm in love with usc. everything has just stirred up all these romantic notions in my head. not romantic as in "i'm in love with this boy" but romantic as in idealistic and (somewhat) impractical. i want to go on adventures and find whatever i'm trying to find.

i'm getting inked soon. my third and most likely final tatt and it's going to incorporate the one thing... no two "things" i love most.

all my parents talk about is how shitty the economy is. everyone's feeling it and christmastime doesn't feel like christmastime this year.