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time to start something new.

things.

• black and white photographs of people skateboarding
• highly-contrasted colored photos of asian alleys
• little kids dressed in burberry
• cobble-stoned streets
• unisex dress shoes
• champagne
• anything chanel
• dreaming of owning a yacht
• denim on denim
• hong kong
• white cement boxes/cubes
• fast, sexy, expensive cars that my boyfriend would drive
• big floppy hats in the summer with floral dresses
• puppies
• majestic dogs
• fingerless leather gloves
• black beanies
• men who dress well and have taste
• ...PEOPLE WHO DRESS WELL AND HAVE TASTE
• admitting that money brings happiness
• calvin klein boxer briefs
• dreaming of owning the perfect loft in manhattan
• views of the city
• the han river in seoul
• a big frame-less bed with fluffy white covers
• drinking wine and reading books about f*cked up people wondering what it'd be like to know people like that in real life
• greek mythology and architecture
• anything bright blue like the LA sky and oceans
• voluptuous naked women as sculptures or depicted in paintings
• pop art
• the color pink
• coffee that's too sweet
• the cartier love bracelet
• korean game shows
• leopard-print anything
• pharrell
• pablo neruda's poems
• looking at tattoo blogs
• spectacles with no lens
• a weird sense of humor
• cupcake shops
• kiki's delivering service
• christmas time
• hot cocoa
• .............. just that perfect look.

californ-i-a!

where every day's a friday.

yeah right.

i [only] love cali in the summertime. sometimes.

but not even.

make up your mind.

there's this feeling i get when i think of californian suburban areas, for example glendale, riverside, san jose, any damn city in the OC, etc... i wish i could put this feeling into words, but all that's running through my mind are images of friends and me driving around wide, empty streets smoking cigarettes (small centers with liquor stores, supermarkets, sandwich delis, boba places align these streets), drinking in the car, pulling up to random house parties. and of course it's 110 degrees outside.

you dig?

this song is fitting my mood really well right now:

i don't know why i keep calling you.

i love fall fashion. i love fall colors.

[all via carolinesmode]

word vomit.

yesterday i was sitting outside my front door smoking a cig which i should be quitting but anyway the point is i was sitting there in nike running shorts and an old berkeley tee (why do i have this?) but it was probably around 60 degrees farenheit outside and everything just felt calm and i liked the feeling of the breeze against my skin and i felt a little cold but not really and i could totally smell autumn.

what i'm trying to say is i never really felt anything like that because for the past year i was so caught up in something delusional something that most of us call love love fucks us over all the time it fucks us over real good whether you're the one who broke someone's heart or your heart was broken and i realized that i'm done.

i'm done with that because being in that situation that situation where you're so happy because of someone when that person isn't going to stay forever it just makes your world spin you become so dependent on something you shouldn't because in life you should only depend on yourself and you shouldn't look for other sources of happiness because you should be happy yourself no matter what and you don't notice the perks that come with living you can't even enjoy the simplest thing as feeling the seasons change because you're caught up in something that ends up not being real...

something that forces you to grow up.

something that makes you so much stronger than you think you are.

you'll keep experiencing this.

/end

something sheer (for me, please!)

autumn is here... and even though i may be somewhere else in a few weeks (somewhere very very cold), i crave a sheer, black maxi skirt.

[img src style.com, mr.newton, altamira]

breathe in breathe out