Well now I feel really weird that a bunch of personal photos of my mom ended up being reblogged by a people I don’t know who have no idea who that woman is or why I even posted them in the first place. I wish there was a way to explain to them. I guess that’s what happens though, right? Post intimate and personally tragic shit on the internet and then let it become the mood-board inspiration of people you don’t know?
time for haircut
"did someone Instagram that yet?" Happy golden bday soph!!! (at doom+gloomis)
i have really supreme friends. Also had the nicest dreamiest birthday weekend ever.
Thank god Livejournal knows when my birthday is so that it can send me a yearly reminder that a) i was a little shit in high school and b) yes, all those journal entries are still preserved on the internet for my annual perusal and deep personal embarrassment