I will marry a man with curly, brown hair.

I don't know you guys. I feel like I've seen a lot of stacked food in the past two hours. First, it was my brother-in-law's triple sandwich. Now, it's Lukes giant Oreo.Ok. My medicine. HATE IT. I don't know what it fees like to be high, but I feel soooooo weird every time I take it. I took one this morning, and then all through art I felt like I was dreaming. It wasn't that bad though, so I just...

Prove me wrong. I dare you.

Well. Today was uneventful.I was supposed to go to tardy school, but I didn't. I did see that attractive young lad during first though. I think he only has three shirts, which makes him somewhat less attractive. But, he's attractive none the less. I feel like in some altenate dimension I am dating him. Also, I am smoking weed everyday and dropping the efffff bomb like "it's fine".I'm glad I don't...

A Lack. Of Black. Let's Mack.

Well. Today was swell. These photos are actually from the dental convention my friends and I went to a couple weeks back. However, due to my complete lack of photographing, I am just posting them now.I wonder if any of them feel awkward about being on here. Hmmm. Perhaps I should have asked before I posted this. Maybe, I will save it as a draft and then ask tomorrow and then post.But, that's too much...

It just happens sometimes.

I know it's been a while, but I'm finally ready to talk.I hate a lot of things. I hate the way my teacher pronounces the word "always" and I hate the way my sister pronounces the word "coupons". I hate that girl who lies and that other girl who never does. I hate that boy who needs help and I hate that boy who offers too much. I hate the people who call me hipster, because I'm pretty sure it's an...

I don't want to go alone.

Photo overload.I know.I'm not sorry.I guess I'm just really into black and white photos lately. Also, I discovered fire... man. I could photograph fire all night and love every single photo.Anyways. I guess I'll tell about my weekend now, so if you don't care then skip this paragraph, but read the next. So, Friday night we went to HobNob's last show. I know my friends are going to read this, but I...

These photos are from Homecoming. In case you were wondering.

Sometimes I feel like I'm suffocating and there are all these hands on my throat and covering my nose and holding a pillow to my face. And it makes me want to run away to the old tintic mine in Goshen and wheatpaste my feelings for a week. Or surround myself with hairless cats and sing them lullabies until they fall asleep. Or purchase 80 million rolls of black and white film and shoot my life story...

New in shop + Etsy store open

Alright. So, couple of changes.I feel annoying posting my shop and Etsy things on here, so from now on I'll tell if either one is updated on my Twitter or in the title of a post, but I'm not going to post photos ha ha ha.I just miss my photography.Anways, so yes. Basically, new stuff is in the shop. Check it out.Also, I've finally opened an Etsy. Right now it's just bows for hair and stuff, but...

Warning: this post is pointless.

Well, I'm just sitting here at my old place of employment. And let me just say, I CAN NOT BELIEVE I HAVE 90 FOLLOWERS. It's weird, ya know? I mean, I don't feel like this blog is "really awesome" or is even anything worth talking about. But, 90 FOLLOWERS?! Geez. You folks are toooooo kind. Sincerely. All the comments I get make me so happy:). I always try to trace your links and comment...