yo, it's whatever

I've been trying to pressure myself into making a first "real" post without really knowing what I want to say. I keep trying to have a positive outlook on this summer, but it's grown tiring and rather fruitless. If I'm not going to let myself be happy then I'm just not going to be happy. People keep letting me down but I don't blame them. I have this habit of wanting everyone to be in a sour mood if I am, it makes sense but I don't like it. agh! I don't know, maybe I will spend the rest of my night perfecting the polaroid double exposure...


(this is fast becoming one of those nights where I just want to ramble and type for the sake of keeping my fingers busy even though I have nothing to say. you should see the state of my room, as it's been for the past month- barely settled in, just placed on top, as if though the mess knows I won't be here long. or as though it's a different kind of mess, with a lighter density, so it settles on top but won't be mixed in with my past messes. oh, the stupid analogies I come up with. I should have mowed the lawn before the rain comes, but it's too late now. Maybe it's not.)