dresses

fuck, ive been buying a lotta girlie shit lately. i totally blame the fake nails. something about having sparkley acrylic talons makes me wanna like, wear dresses and accessorize with more than black bandanas. im sure it's scary.

i dont know what the hell im doing these days. i wish i could say i did. im still in limbo mode in the grand scheme of things. like, im happy generally speaking (despite my consistent stream of overly emotional rambling posts) but there's this gaping discrepancy between my, i dont know, life and aspirations(?). im still not sure what they are or really how to begin if i knew, even.

i know what i like, i know what makes me happy, i know what i dont like, but they dont always align.

for example:

•i like/makes me happy•

-taking pictures

-learning

-being social

-traveling

-acting

-costumes

-political/spiritual/philosophical debates

-singing

-dancing

-riding/running/moving

-painting

-productive disobedience

-socio-ethnography

-laughter

-concepts

-ideas

soooooo yeah. trying to mesh all that into one entity is proving troublesome.