Three girls were waiting for another girl to catch up.
After several minutes, the girl finally caught up.
She said, “I’m never gonna wear heels again.”
"I’m not a girl." "I feel like I’m pregnant."
That last sentence made my day. She did walk really slowly.
Have to clap for women who wear heels all day long and everyday.
I’m so paranoid. I think I’ll bring a knife with me just in case. Totally feel I’m totally overthinking and overreacting, but hey you never know.
It sucks when people I want are not unavailable. I hope I’ll be fine tomorrow. I don’t why, but I feel uncomfortable about it. Then sometimes people just have their own stuff needed to be taken care of.. nothing I could do about it. There is only me can have the whole time to myself.
People already planing the summer vacation. It seems like I already got a plan for Fourth of July. Not sure how I feel about it, but ok. I was more wishing I could be home this summer though.
Here is my latest drawing, based on Natalya Lobanova’s quote “I tried to draw my soul but all I could think of was flowers”
I’m trying to express my frustration with myself; I have all these thoughts and feelings inside me but when I try to translate them to paper I end up with a load of flowers and butterflies every time. Maybe it’s not a bad thing, but I just want to make more personal art, I don’t want it to just look ‘pretty’, I want it to mean something.
the wolf of wall street was some real crazy shit.
We’ll have to live with the choices we make.
It was hard, because I had no other choices. It was the best for all. I’m living with it. It is still hard, but I know I made a good choice for myself. It would be wrong if I didn’t stop it. I would probably end up sick in the end.
Make up your mind, and you’ll be fine. I’ve seen everything. It’s so clear. It happened. Don’t let it fool you over again. You’re doing fine without the stupid childish play.
For the soul.”
When I was 2 years old younger.. I don’t think I can ever look like this again BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH (ignore me and my silly sefie)
Because I looked back at old stuff again, found this picture which doesn’t even look like myself. Take me back to 2012! Summer is always the best when I’m home. That summer I almost got bit by a dog. How my friend kept biking, so I’d not get bit. That summer we had that embarrassing moment at movies. That summer I had the best time with my niece and nephew. We had fun taking selfies with webcam. That summer I got to see a lot of old friends. That summer I had a flight with my favorite cousin, but she is still like my friend. I miss my cute little cousins. Well, they’re no longer little anymore. We’ve all grown up. That summer is still in my head. I want that summer. Can I go home this summer? Or can I be home now? Please let this summer be a good one.
Louise Bourgeois and Tracey Emin: Do Not Abandon Me
“To be an artist, you have to nurture the things that most people discard.”
—Richard Avedon, Darkness and Light