I Needed That

I needed that

“If you’re reading this… Congratulations, you’re alive. If that’s not something to smile about, then I don’t know what is.”

— Chad Sugg, Monsters Under Your Head

Read, read, read. Read everything -- trash, classics, good and bad, and see how they do it. Just like a carpenter who works as an apprentice and studies the master. Read! You'll absorb it. Then write. If it's good, you'll find out. If it's not, throw it out of the window.

— William Faulkner.

I hope I write like this one day

Sylvia Plath, from The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath

late night thinking about jess… (it’s 9pm)

did jess ever get into photography?

there’s a fine line between jess finding photography pretentious and capturing film himself. as a guy with a life like he had, i imagine him finding these types of hobbies useless. there’s much more important things to take up his time (reading, jacking off, working, thinking about his step-cousin, etc). i can also picture (no pun intended) him taking his camera everywhere in his mid-twenties and on. mostly just landscapes/anything he admires. just not himself or people really. besides ONE slutty jess mirror picture with half his face covered. maybe a few pictures of a girlfriend from afar when she’s curling her hair, because he takes pictures of things he finds beautiful.

Truer words have not been uttered...

it really is insane how waking up early will grant you access to some of the most beautiful sights and sensations in the world that will make you want to live forever, but only if you overcome the gauntlet of a thousand razors that is getting out of bed early. truly one of life's little saw traps.

But imagine you were born for royalty,

Would you be clever and clumsy or cocky and careless.

~Pricilla ♡