mondayrocks.

 

finally.

a fashion post.

i die. for these.

happyholidays.

waaaaay back when i was a young 'un

my dad and i would go for walks

somewhere along the way,

I'd press me nose against the windows of this one toy store

and hoped that you would be mine on my next birthday.

or the next

or the next

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or the next

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that was some 20 years ago.

Happy Thanksgiving xx

                                                                                 

                                                                                  
                                                                                        

walkin' on cloud 9.

so i'm home now and as sick as can be. 

completely bed ridden and throwin' up every ounce of food that slides down me throat.

was it all worth it?

a pictures tells a thousand words- dang'- is that how it goes?

thegreatescape.

48hrs of sleep on a long weekend

8hrs of work on loooong weekdays.

sooner or later - u snap- or at least I do.

what do I do when that happens?

U make a run for it.

as far from home as money can buy.

In my case- north of Vietnam- amongst the borders of China brought me crashing back to 'life'.

thesweetescape.

you know those days when you wake up and you think- time to get on out of this place and MOVE to ANY- friggin' place and you check for bus tickets- train tickets- plane tickets- and they're all SOLD OUT?! Its as if the forces of the universe conspires to keep you HERE. but for what?  I've just slept for the last 48 hrs straight only to wake up to a splitting headache from 'over' sleeping- why is that even possible!?

How is it even possible that I don't know what to do with myself when I haven't got a job to rush too.....where did the rest of my life go??