melaniefromcharn

didn't realize a person(myself) could crave weed and red wine with such a devoted passion. went to london with my sister and father for a week, and was confined to a kosher regime of sightseeing and shopping- no freedom for clubs or a sample of sweet U.K. dope, which was offered to me by a few boys 4AM, and which i had to turn down
british breakfasts and pub food i find amazing and their vegetarian options most delish. also went to oxford and saw the shelly memorial. it glowed pure white and sat under a small blue dome decorated with stars.
london was better than any american city i've been to, and a far greater form of civilization than repulsive american suberbs (nonsensical, sprawling, ugly places with grotesque strip malls and useless organization of traffic, inhabited by overweight people in oversized cars who are too incredibly SLOW to tolerate) currently...
reading: the fabric of reality by david deutsch
listening: QOTSA
obsessing: dying my hair blonde?
moping over: terrible family, lack of motivation, and a sudden slack in guitar efforts
loving: my sweet kitty, my xmastree, and suicide girls (perfect for aesthetic musing or the wickedest cravings)