shattered and scattered is a mind that rarely sees sunshine
Never go into any situation, or embark on any adventure, thinking you know what you’re doing. Scrap every piece of luggage you brought in preparation and approach the beast with a willingness to learn. Along the way you might be able use the tools you’ve gathered, but don’t be so stubborn that you’re unwilling to accept new ones.
These pictures were taken of Emma back in the beginning of February.
“Please, I want so badly for the good things to happen.”
— Sylvia Plath
Round and round we walked, dirt caked brown on our shoes. As the sun hid behind tall trees and young faces , bright lights began to blink and spin all around.
Taken back in September
Makeup by Emma 🙂
met with Renaissance
went homecoming shopping in the fashion district
she got sick
I feel like everyone is so desperate to label everything; to identify themselves and everything with something. Their style, aesthetic, music, race, etc.
So why can’t things just be?
Why can’t we just exist as individuals and not feel the need to be part of the masses?
Just be you.
You’re allowed to change. You’re allowed to like acoustic music but also like rap.
Never put yourself in a box. Break the glass, pop your bubble, talk to strange people wildly different then you.
Be mindful of yourself; it’s far too easy to get stuck in a predictability.
what are we doing here?
how can i leave?
way back in january when the weather was dreary,
our minds went to places that were all but cheery.
“New year, new beginnings.”
what i lie that was.
november passed its burdens on, as did december.
Those were not the nights to remember, no,
for we were all but well, way back in january.