kate vs neptune.
this table is causing quite the stir.
my one beach visit a year: i don’t care if i can walk to it from my school, there’s too much sun, too many fat people with no shirts on, and too many flip-flops.
malibu.
of course all this food.
regal.
i have to know
why did the best tuna sandwich i’ve ever had come from 7-11? i feel like it should have killed me. instead, it filled me with joy.
taylor is very excited. we are going to see tori amos tonight. SHUT UP, I KNOW and i don’t care. i just hope she doesn’t play a bunch of new bullshit. I WANT 90’S TORI ONLY.
nevermind, this was jillian at her long beachiest.
operator geranium
i tried not to wash my hands that entire day. the scent was proof, it was proof.
by the end of the afternoon it was gone, lost between bus rides, homework, and ripe peaches - the honey colored streams of juice flowing between my fingers and down to my elbows. i licked my arms clean after, luckily only wasting a little.
jacob (as bark bark bark) on pitchfork. ha, i like his video for this a lot.
pitchfork really loves l.a.
