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My heart is swimming in so many pieces, I don’t know if I’ll be able to fish them all out.

My heart is swimming in so many pieces, I don’t know if I’ll be able to fish them all out.

What could be better than fighting fire with you?

What could be better than fighting fire with you?

Source: vidkids

I can never tell if I’m disappearing or coming to.

I can never tell if I’m disappearing or coming to.

Source: M-O-R-T-E-L-L-E

As of today, I am moving in five weeks out of California and into New York City.  Specifically, Brooklyn.  More specifically, Bushwick, Greenpoint, or Park Slope…which I think negates the “more specifically” part of this sentence.  I’ve found a pretty wonderful lead for an apartment in Park Slope, but who knows as of yet.  It’s not even May yet (though for me, 37 days is not even enough time to plan a road trip…let alone a move across the country).
Also as of today, I am scared shitless.
Recently, I was putting away clothes from the laundry and then stopped at a shirt I almost never wear.  I decided I should just put it in a “discard” pile of things I’ll either sell or give away before I leave.  And then it hit me: I have to get rid of almost everything, which means I’ll have nothing left here, which means I’m actually leaving permanently (or, at least for a few years).
So today, I ended up starting the process of thinning my closet out.  For anybody who’s seen my closet, you know that it’s rather enormous and incredibly packed (as well as color-coded!).  I’ve accumulated an absurd amount of stuff in California because I:(1)tend to just do that in general(2)thought I’d be living here or in the Bay Area for the next decade or so.
I had zero plans of moving to NY until I was at least 30.  ”Too crowded” or “too smoggy” (lolLA) or “too expensive,” I’d say.  And lo and behold…I’ll be there in a little over a month.  Fuckmuffins.  I have nothing else to do besides pack up/sell/give away my shit and go.  Ya voy.
(Source of photo)

As of today, I am moving in five weeks out of California and into New York City.  Specifically, Brooklyn.  More specifically, Bushwick, Greenpoint, or Park Slope…which I think negates the “more specifically” part of this sentence.  I’ve found a pretty wonderful lead for an apartment in Park Slope, but who knows as of yet.  It’s not even May yet (though for me, 37 days is not even enough time to plan a road trip…let alone a move across the country).

Also as of today, I am scared shitless.

Recently, I was putting away clothes from the laundry and then stopped at a shirt I almost never wear.  I decided I should just put it in a “discard” pile of things I’ll either sell or give away before I leave.  And then it hit me: I have to get rid of almost everything, which means I’ll have nothing left here, which means I’m actually leaving permanently (or, at least for a few years).

So today, I ended up starting the process of thinning my closet out.  For anybody who’s seen my closet, you know that it’s rather enormous and incredibly packed (as well as color-coded!).  I’ve accumulated an absurd amount of stuff in California because I:
(1)tend to just do that in general
(2)thought I’d be living here or in the Bay Area for the next decade or so.

I had zero plans of moving to NY until I was at least 30.  ”Too crowded” or “too smoggy” (lolLA) or “too expensive,” I’d say.  And lo and behold…I’ll be there in a little over a month.  Fuckmuffins.  I have nothing else to do besides pack up/sell/give away my shit and go.  Ya voy.

(Source of photo)

lionskeleton:

by Zoe Austin

lionskeleton:

by Zoe Austin

Source: ryandonato

Source: Flickr / raspberrypie-

brain-food:

Jeremy Enecio

Good Friday pt. 2

brain-food:

Jeremy Enecio

Good Friday pt. 2

Source: brain-food

wecouldonlywhisper:

Wreck This Journal - Colour Outside of the Lines by Creative Disorder on Flickr.

wecouldonlywhisper:

Wreck This Journal - Colour Outside of the Lines by Creative Disorder on Flickr.

Source: wecouldonlywhisper

Gattis and I at his art show!

Gattis and I at his art show!

Yours Bluely

I taught myself to survive a four-story fall.

Sam, 22, native New Yorker living in southern California. Not for the faint of heart (though my life is mostly tl;dr). I dig avocado, rant often, and have excessive levels of empathy in my system. Fondu au noir.

-I do makeup for film, photography, events, etc.
-I would love to do yours: Portfolio//Contact info.
-Sometimes I write about serious things.
-I'm moving to Brooklyn in one month; see "Things I Will Miss In California" for more on that.
-Reasons Why Being Single Is Fucking Awesome (A Work of Fiction); but seriously, it is

Self-centered bitterness, now on Twitter.


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