Hey Min remember when you gave me this

because now I’m eating it

:D

also I’m cleaning my room and drowning in things help me.

Ignore my mismatched socks and messy room.

So today I was doing the Susan G. Komen Race for the Cure in Philly (which I was walking not running btw because I’m not crazy) and I was looking at my reflection in the windows of stores and stuff, and I had this weird thought of, “Wow, my legs look really nice.”

And since this thought probably won’t last much longer, I took a picture to remind myself that in this moment I think my legs look pretty damn good.

:)

It’s tank top season.

Cue me camera-whoring in an attempt to convince myself that my arms aren’t fat and gross.

Self-medicating.

I would do anything to feel that alive and carefree again.

Last day of Renfrew. Forever. Ten straight weeks of my life have been spent there.

Too many emotions to process. On the plus side, Francesca crocheted me a bunny. His name is RuPaul and he doesn’t have eyes yet but I’ll find some.

Watermelon nail therapy.

And my makeup.

I’m just going to photograph every step of my process. NOT SORRY.

Got mah hurr did.