


Pretending to be stressed out about this paper I’m supposed to be writing while I take pictures on Natali’s Macbook.~
Now to figure out how to delete them and get back to work…

“Things will never be the same again, and my heart is beating weak. I’m sitting, thinking, and it’s hard to imagine.” (Taken with instagram)

“I’m late. So I’ll take pictures of myself and add filters to them.” (Taken with Instagram at Imperial/Wilmington (Rosa Parks) Metro Station)

I don’t wanna hear the alarm
You don’t have to use your charm
You don’t have to break my arm
Sleeping does it always
I decide when I decide
I am in the mood right now
Baby, baby.

Listening to Devendra Banhart and writing a paper on the environmental impacts Coachella Music and Arts Festival has and whether their sustainability efforts are reparative or preventative.
Already drank an energy shot. Maybe I should save this. This is going to end up being half assed.
*Cheers*