"i like that though - she looks kind of wild"

i like my hair messy, my nailpolish chipped, and my rock n roll music early in the morning. i'm trilingual and currently working on my german. i read thoreau and emerson in my free time and i'm usually working on somthing i like to consider strange and beautiful. i've got filled and empty sketchbooks lying all over the place. my room consists of a big white bed and a terry richardson print on the wall. natural born bad ass, big blue eyes, no-attachments,just when you think you know me, i'll prove you wrong.




"i like that though - she looks kind of wild, kind of dangerous, the kind of girl you'd get a pack of cigarettes with, then wake up one day and realize she was just another figment of your imagination."

don’t look back

Sometimes when i’m tempted, I think about what my cross country coach said. “Don’t look back, because if you look back at the guy behind you he’s gonna know you’re fearful and run you right over.” 

I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know sometimes. I feel like there is a change in me, I don’t know what it is. It’s like I’m craving more knowledge but I don’t know what to feed myself. I sit down to a book or the BBC but find myself filling up on photos and facebook statuses. It’s called a “news feed” after all, right? I need to disconnect and fill my mind with something more. It’s craving it, it’s begging for it. My mind is bored. I’ve got the MCAT book on my desk and two new novels. I have yet to crack them open. 

Sometimes you realize the only person stopping you, is yourself. And you feel so damn guilty. 

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