Monthly Archives: July 2013

“If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it’s your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.” -Charles Bukowski

is when the weirdest thing happens, there’s almost no one you can tell without first having to give years of backstory. I want to talk about it without having to relive the shitty parts that make it relevant!

    Necklace: housemate purge Shirt: housemate purge Skirt: Vinnie’s (op shop/thrift store) Shoes: housemate purge Earrings: mine Necklace-as-bracelet: mine Hair ties-as-bracelet: mine Ring: mine Chipped nail polish: mine It takes a village to dress a womanchild.

Had a (relatively speaking) early morning Skype sesh with my mom and her hairdresser who thinks he’s my stepdad Took a ferry its entire route, just because Accidentally ran into the Prime Minister, which delayed me getting to the bakery … Continue reading →

You don’t realize how EVERYWHERE America is until you’re heading through the CBD in Sydney and look up to see the CBS Evening News playing at noon.