wondering wandering lift me up, I want to be A fucking bard. A lover. A traveler of the low road. the high road. An artist in every sense of the word. A worldly woman who strikes impassive beauty and awe and bewilderment. Too much to ask for? But enough to achieve towards. We change. My soul and I. Frequently, but not given to fancy.
"commission my soul with a fire uncontrollable"
How fragile we are between the few good moments.
although sometimes im like
i think something and it sounds great and funny in my head and then i say it and everyone stares at me really confused and i immediately feel like an idiot but really no one understands me i guess
i miss art kids
FIRST TIME ON THE COMPUTER
Hey guys! sorry i havent been posting at all much…im currently at a friends house in holland, paris was beautiful and this is all so surreal. Sometimes i wish i was traveling alone though, i feel like that experience would be entirely different….but enough of that. As for pictures Im taking photos with a mostly film camera, so ill upload some when i get back eh? HURRAH FOR BACKPACKS