I’ve resolved to do a little more writing on this blog and I guess this is my first shot. I’ve rewritten this same post about twelve million times. Each go at it seems shittier than the last, which is kind of sad but also pretty expected. I’m about ready to move to the east coast, and by ready I mean that the date is getting closer and closer and I’m not at all ready to set foot on a plane and venture so far away from everyone/all the Mexican food I love.
Lately, I’ve been experiencing this weird, undying urge to revamp this blog and make it into something more than photos of me and my face. More instances of me talking about shit you don’t care about and making jokes about the fact that I want to fucking menstruate already. I also want to interview some cool people that I know and think you should know, post cool art that I’m inspired by, and sell you some shirts that have finally made their way from ideas in my head to ideas on my computer. Soon enough, they’ll be ideas printed on shirts and plastered on your torso. For now, I’m just going to buy 10 disposable cameras, refill my polaroid, and take pictures of everything I deem ugly enough to be beautiful. Tune in, tune out. Whatever. It’s all fine by me.