they say

the challenging things you must go through often shape the best things about life. i've have a bout of the former lately, the highlight of that being my first ever trip to the ER. that fun five hour event was followed by some bad decisions and a busted up face. on the bright side of all this i have rediscovered friendship love and am more appreciative than ever of the people that surround me. there was a common streak for a while of me hating people in general, so maybe this was a wake up call? then again, maybe it was just being being an adolescent and wrestling when i shouldn't have.

i'm getting better at finding myself within a space, and recognizing certain aspects that need to be fixed. it's challenging to walk away from trauma and realize it's all going to be ok without doing some soul searching and meditation. it is for me at least.  the key words i've found in this past week are reliance and humility.

hey you

start following my tumblr, as i may entirely switch over.

i am

quite possibly the coolest and most fashionable person i know, just sayin'. on the other hand i don't know that many people soooooooooo, yeah.

this is what I like to call old man chic. pants I've owned since high school, first shirt i ever took from a free pile, an h&m lavender cardigan, and brown leather oxford shoozies. i've also given up bangs, it's been a good run, yet its time to suck it up and become the hippie i really am inside. i have no idea what that means so let's just leave it there. i've been taking plenty of pictures of daphne, so be prepared for that.

i want to go back to hawaii as soon as possible.

one of the many

Reasons I love Portland is it's free piles. Now I've been know for quite some time to appreciate the freeer things in life, but I am always amazed at what people give away. With the general mentality of PDX being more liberal than my hometown I have definitely acquired more than my fair share of shit and gold over the past few years. Thats how the stuff from free piles usually boils down to either gold or shit. Here's some gold that I found right in my own backyard behind the dumpster.

Heck yes, free green Doc Martins straight from the UK that fit like a glove.

its happening

 

Springs here y'all!

once upon a time

I went to the coast once, twas a tiny coastal town with one of my dear friends. We ate, took pictures, and philosophisied on small town life/meth. Here's what we did.

 

The salmon and I were destined to be lifelong friends.

I don't think that making faces with my leftover food will ever be anything less than hilarious.

It's the subtly satisfying things that make you unaware of the time ticking by.