I woke up today with this song in my head. it's been a while since I listened to Sov.




"You make my nips hard just like cherry pips
And you can make me hit em high notes like Mariah Carey hits"

"It takes a very long time to become young" - Pablo Picasso

Barcelona

(Written on March 22, 2011)

This past week  I went on a trip I had been longing for for months now.
My teachers had the idea to organize a trip to Barcelona, 5 days long, so we could get to see the city in all its full glory. The truth is, Barcelona oozes art, in it's own edgy and bright way. I can't find the words to describe the entire trip.
I got to spend 5 whole days with some of the most important and amazing people in my life, made new friends, had a blast from the crack of dawn to the wee-hours of the night, slept from 5 to 2 hours a day, walked miles and miles each day seeing the most amazing buildings and paintings and graffitis and people.
I missed travelling.

Random Fuckery

When you live an alternative lifestyle you start to wonder: what is truly right or wrong anymore?

You live by none of the common standards and all the traditional roles and the definition of gender itself becomes slightly blurry. There is no man in pants and woman in skirt, at best, if I feel like it, I will be wearing men clothes today and a flowery top tomorrow. I happen to enjoy that thoroughly.

I admit it, I have a fascination with men fashion. I truly enjoy it, I find myself constantly checking out guy’s clothes. But I don’t want them, I want their clothes, I want to be able to look like that too. I don’t want to be a man though, and I don’t wish to look like one either, but I like that contrast, all that feminine/masculine twist. I’m still working on it though.

I’m pretty sure I even confuse myself with all this clashing inside me as I struggle to find a middle ground. How does one truly express itself?

I wish I was one of those people that can make whatever they choose to dress work, that are plain and simply cool. With no effort whatsoever. I fail at that.

Man, I wish I was a cool kid.

Polaroids

Today after a conversation with Paty about Polaroids I decided to waltz around the internet to get a way to make my digital photos look like Polaroids, since I'm poor and I can't afford a real Polaroid camera (I will one day though!). The cool thing is, I did find a program that does so, and it is sooooooooooooooooo sweet! Like, really! The name of this miracle from the gods (but only the mythological ones cause they are cool) is Poladroid!
Not only is it adorable looking because the menu is a polaroid camera, but the images come out amazing. I look like a child with a lifelong stock of candy!
Here are some of them:



Doesn't it look sweet on my desktop?
Yup mates, that's the actual program, a camera.



Carnival

The perfect night with the perfect people <3

Septum

Holding off my decision to pierce my septum isn't helping, honestly it's only making me want it more.
Damnit.

PS: I actually think it would look alright with the rest of the piercings I already have.