marching band is over
(I love school buses they are my American dream and today I had a row all to myself and read one of the most beautiful pages of literature of my life and on the way back I listened to all the songs I have been listening to on school buses for the past four years
also, I love going to regional events and seeing all the different district names on different school buses)
goodbye goodbye goodbye to this suffocating activity
and goodbye to the American school bus
this is said page of lit – "We held each other tightly for a long time, our bodies clenched in an embrace that included elements of love, grief, tenderness, sex and struggle. How subtly we shifted emotions, found shadings, using the scantest movement of our arms, our loins, the slightest intake of breath, to reach agreement on our fear, to advance our competition, to assert our root desires against the chaos in our souls." Oh
Nollie homecoming
:(
postcard for Chloe in cold, cold Providence...
today I move out of my childhood home. this is the same wall pictured in the very first image of my blog (see 2021). sunset and sunrise have always looked extra vibrant against its blonde stucco, and it's bittersweet seeing it for the last time (for a while, anyway).
thanks Steve what the heck
the perpetual root of my anxiety is that if I live through something and don't write it all down, all the memories and thoughts will dissolve in my bloodstream and the worries will cycle through my body and become trapped in it forever. and I will have to carry the weight. forever. ha ha ha
Chicago
riding the trolley is free and kind of hedonistic and it takes you a decent way up and down the PCH. I recommend
for some reason I had a pretty extensive conversation with the stranger in the bottom right corner. he said that he was born and raised in Laguna Beach and there is no feeling like being a teenager in southern California and listening to good music and driving a car or riding the trolley and being free. he also said fuck beachtown gentrification and called Steve stupid for not wanting to go to senior night at Disney. I believe in everything he said.
my Olympus twin
the last day of school. it didn't feel like it
hi Charlotte!
my Letterboxd review reads:
today I saw The Virgin Suicides restored in 4k in a crazy theater and witnessed THE Sofia Carmina Coppola and Kirsten Dunst in the flesh... there's nothing to live for anymore
this movie will forever be perfect to me, from the book to the script to the soundtrack to the cinematography to the set design to the costuming to the acting to the directing - just Eveyrrhjngnfnfndndndnbfgngg
(thanks Nollie for the picture)
Chardanze
Gloria Dafoe
we write postcards for our camp friends everyime we reunite. sweet sweet tradition I want to keep alive forever!!!
Emmie in Reading Terminal Market. someone stole her camera today...
somebody's child drew all over this Bob Dylan vinyl and it looks like it's part of the original design. I love this album and whatever the kid's done to it. for just $8 too, I would have brought it home so quick if I had a way to transport it safely back home.. I ♥︎ shopping second hand
somewhere in Georgetown is a window shrine for Lana Del Rey
I'm listening to her spoken word album right now. it's great, and so is the background music Jack Antonoff did for it and I don't care what you say
blood orange
Jenna Ortega Fanta
I finally have a typewriter, yay it is a Smith-Corona 1958 Silent Super . . . here is its instruction manual my dad dug up somewhere on the internet. great information and print design inspiration
