THE BIG YELLOW JOINT

I rarely venture into the West side of LA. I may live less than ten miles from all of the action the West side has to offer but I just don't like it. It's everything from the ~vibes~ I get from people who all look the same to the fact that anywhere you go, you gotta pay for damn ass parking. And I refuse to pay for parking. Like, I'm the type of person who will park five miles away from my destination just so I don't have to pay for it. Which is pretty much why I got thighs like Beyonce and a waist like Nicki Minaj, HAY~
Anyways, as much as I detest the West side, I ventured to the most overrated place there is to visit, The Grove, to visit a less overrated joint, The Bluth's Frozen Banana Stand. Yup, that's one benefit to living in LA, you know damn well your favorite [enter person, place, or thing here] will more than likely make a pit stop here. So, as a fan of Arrested Development, me, my sister, and our friend Elias got ourselves a frozen bananer.

- I know you be lovin' my 80's dad mall goth lewk I got goin' on. Also, don't judge on my hairy dooble chin action going on; for unseen circumstances, I can't shave until tomorrow :(

Yes, I can see you're oozing with jealousy but it was actually one of the funnest things I've gotten to do in quite a while and not to mention, it was a perfect way to start the Summer. *insert smiley face hurr*

- Not to mention, I also got the biggest naner of the bunch. TALK ABOUT MCNASTY, MUCH

R.I.P.

They say that every seven years, you become a new person. That within those seven years, your entire body rids of your old self via new skin cells, blood cells, hair particles, nails, etc. to the point where nothing on you is of the old you. It's quite morbid yet beautiful when you give it thought. Though I don't need to know that to understand that I'm no longer the frustrated fourteen year old I once was.
Turning twenty-one has really been quite subtly pleasant. While most people fret about turning another year older, or not even feeling anything at all, I almost always usually do. And as if by an obvious miracle, it's made me nostalgic.
I've come to realize that I have reached the end of my Ghost World era. That place in life that nearly everyone goes through after high school. That place in your life where you start to build the foundation for the person you want to become. It's been quite the journey but I am glad that I went through it, though unique in it's own right. It's a pleasant feeling when you don't think about the person you where in high school or better yet, when you don't even mention high school at all. It just makes you realize that you're growing up and that the bus you hopped on, the one with no destination ahead of it, the one that allows you to get off of whenever you'd like, just doesn't seem so scary anymore.

Summer 2k13.New Age
.Baby blue.Pink.Off-White
.Hazy feelings of wanting to stay but willing to move on
.Hot Summer nights
.The desert
.Rap culture of the mid to late nineties

 

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THE DREAMING DEAD

My mood board for the Summer. Last year's was a bit angsty but I think with getting sick over finals, I've been indulging in a dream like state that I used to get as a kid come the end of the school year. So perhaps, this year, I'm being driven by nostalgia and Petra Collins' photographs for Rookie. So I present, the Dreaming Dead.











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