Black Flag-Bastard in Love
I loved you because you never once tried to condense me into an idea. There was never a moment of you trying to figure me out, trying to sum me up in one simple sentence. I, and every around me, am too large too vast too paradoxical to be arranged this way.
In the glory days of You Know You Love it (AKA Waffles and Fashion) I was but a young girl dreaming of college in New York and wearing only pretty clothes. Now, I find myself at 19 years old living in the LES, dreaming of pretty clothes, and occasionally attending class. Isabel (from Hipster Musings) reminded me on twitter of my (possibly) misspent youth and former internet escapades and so, here I am, to blog again! This time with more leggings, a new found love of Nietzsche, and way way more hypoglycemic fits (did I mention that I have no money?).
