January 31, 2012

we seriously did this problem in math class today:

blah              (blah)
____    =        ____
bleh              (bleh)

I guess winter's getting to us all.

January 30, 2012

January 29, 2012

Uh Huh.

pretty much sums it up.

January 28, 2012

(via You Can Try).

January 27, 2012

The Hurricane.

The tree lay down
on the garage roof
and stretched, You
have your heaven
it said, go to it.

William Carlos Williams

January 26, 2012

accidentally sleeping through class…. means that I will be vacillating between feelings of happiness/rest agianst paranoia and self-depriciation for the rest of the day.

god damn it.

January 24, 2012

(by FashionToast).

January 23, 2012

(via You Can Try).

January 22, 2012

January 19, 2012

(via Jewel of the South).

January 18, 2012


(via Sea of Shoes).

January 17, 2012

To expect too much is to have a sentimental view of life and this is a softness that ends in bitterness.

Flannery O'Connor 


(via Style Rookie).

January 16, 2012

January 14, 2012

...why can't my brain just work like a normal person's?

January 13, 2012

(via Rookie).

January 12, 2012

January 11, 2012

(via American Doldrums).

January 10, 2012

Looking Through.

Always, I see the red cap you used to pin to your hair
on the train
or more often,
in the teeth of the homeless man's dog on
7th ave.

After the first time
I promised I'd love you in process
after the second,
I said I'd listen to the mundane details
for the rest of my life--

well I did to them too
arranged in neat lines
and divided whole.

Deeper into you
a dead sea dive.

Gives me--
gives me
gives me--

Stop looking through
like water
all shook down until it became
a blurred truth.

Oh Babylon!

I've lost what life is really like,
consumed with how it ought to be.

(via Rookie).

January 8, 2012

I, Myself.

I have the social courage to go on the stage, but not the energy; I haven't the patience to write books; and I never met a man I'd marry. However, I'm only eighteen.

This Side of Paradise

Back to Brooklyn.


January 7, 2012

New Years.

at midnight: basements full of rolling youth
and anorexic cigarettes

i miss sixteen
rushing home to stand in the shower fully clothed
to take off each clinging cloth
to scrub furiously with St. Ives soap until the smoke ran clear
(i miss) when two a.m. was past curfew and there was someone waiting up
and worried

everything reeks of spilled champagne
and holidays that we celebrated with pills
and coke heads and mothy garage lights

(long legs in loafers)
kissing each other on the sofa
but coming home alone.

January 6, 2012

Dream Life.

(via Jewel of the South).

January 5, 2012

East Teak

where each child is born dead
where the milkman pauses too long at the gate

away from saffron, silk
and sorghum

stripping bark from crying trees like
furrowed animals

to be the kind of evil
that still grasps at heaven.

January 4, 2012

(via The Sartorialist).

January 3, 2012

Two Days Travel.

Truly so proud of this dear friend and her latest beautiful music.


(via Hanging Rock Comics).

January 2, 2012

I'm a romantic- a sentimental person thinks that things will last- a romantic person hopes against hope that they won't. 

This Side of Paradise.


(via Jewel of the South).

January 1, 2012


2011 was a wonderful year filled with so many changes. I made it through my senior year of high school and met some great friends through that experience. I traveled across the Northwest and grew increasingly close with my family. I spent time on a sailboat, and walked through woods. I laid on the sand in June. I saw The Rocky Horror Picture Show live. And in August, I made a last minute decision to move to New York City.

 Since moving there, I have sat at the Met for hours, hailed cabs after midnight, attended a rave in Times Square, taken the train from Grand Central Station, gone running on the Brooklyn Bridge, and stood in Miu Miu with a glass of champagne in hand. I started two new jobs, challenged myself academically, read loads of great poetry and literature, and met some of the most important people in my life. I have learned so much about myself this past year. What I find joy in, what kind of people I'm drawn to, where I want to be, and where I want to go. Here's to the old year, and here's to the new!