this is what 'a hot mess' looks like

‘To love is to forgive, to understand, to wish the other’s happiness. That is not Mother’s love. Just blind, blind possessiveness…’

Sadly, this describes the woman who was my second mother. She loves fiercely, but not sincerely. I strive to be different with my love.

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—	The Diary of Anaïs Nin

The high line, NYC.

Why do I get the feeling I’m forgetting something important?

NYC has my heart. I’m so happy here.

They want their bodega…and I hope they get it. Graffittied on a soon-to-be-open boutique. The locals let their opinions be known.

Good to be home, but I’m glad to have been in the presence of this beauty.

My valentine’s day alfajor from El Metate, SF. Strawberry flavored. Super duper adorable.

It’s tough being a starvin’ student again but at least my notebook is durable & pretty.

Current favorite time waster: app called SCOOPS!

‘running’ playlist

1) cinema - benni benassi/skrillex
2) in for the kill - la roux/skrillex
3) worry about you - 2am club
4) hate sleeping alone - drake
5) loving you - dirty money f/ drake
6) welcome to jamrock - damien marley
7) all I want is you - miguel f/ j cole
8) party - beyonce
9) set fire to the rain - adele
10) seven nation army - white stripes
11) by your side - sade