newsflash

need to stop drinking alcohol so frequently

went to the alcohol capital of america and didn't get drunk once

my liver is made of steel

and i am getting expensive

Dear girl,

I imagine what you´re saying and what I mean is that I see your bra coming off and your boobs hanging but not hanging low, hanging good as if there´s some sort of invisible bra being used or something, I don´t know. I am drinking a coffee. I had a horrible saturday, it involved too much wine and not enough being around intelligence. All yesterday I stayed home, never showered and had nothing on but a t-shirt and black underwear. I stayed on the sofa under a blanket watching boardwalk empire while thinking ¨this is a bad world¨

I wake up in the morning and look around me and forget where I am who I am and what is next to me. this is something that happens and when it does I can´t remember the year nor the date.

i have a question and the question is 'what is my life'

taking off your bra is like liberating your boobs from the confinement of two cups suspended in air. i like to do this every time i get home from work and hear K say, "your nipples are showing." this is why having roommates is not ideal. visible nipples are my kind of utopia but if all nipples were visible then maybe nothing would get done.

i've been deeply into craft beer lately which is causing my belly to increase in size and capacity for more beer. i like to walk in to the beer market and confidently pick a random, obscure beer to take home and chill for 2-3 hours. i drink the beer and feel something in my body tingle that says, "let's do some shit." my insecurities hide away for a while and my alter-ego comes out that is ready to party, a take your bra off type of party.

today while getting ready i listened to bright eyes which reminds me of high school and writing emo lyrics on anything with a surface. this sort of thing is exciting because it reminds me of us in primitive form. i skip forward nine years to a day just last week where i was buying alcohol and was asked to show I.D. the guy said, "how old are you?" and i sincerely, genuinely forgot my age. i tried to use the landmark age of 21 to count forward with life events. so much shit happened when i was 21 that the time period is a vortex in an alternate universe.

does this happen to you? do you forget how many years you've been on earth? what is time but something arbitrary. i'm sure dinosaurs didn't stress out about their expiration dates. what is life but just a distraction. give me a substance or a drink and let me feel something different for once.

For the Love, who will be with me, when i am not alone.

 If my future husband could travel in time.

- are you drinking right now?
-yes.
-why?
-because I'm waiting to meet you

IDEA 2
(add bird drawing)

a story about a very tired bird who won't fly because he´s scared of catching wind and having it feel harassing.

pg. 1

i will not
turn the fan on
i want to sweat.

She is sitting alone. she is not sure what to feel. the first page in her notebook says this:

i read to be excited until i get excited then stop to make a list of all the things i want to change like my diet and television and what my mind does when i watch it and wanting to be stoned but never getting stoned due to the fight of the want to feel different.


she stood up, looked out the window and began to walk after a very attractive man who just left a  liquor store.

i followed you for one minute. it felt wild because i knew that you would notice me if you gave me enough thought.  these thoughts would come the second you looked at my face- you´d think ¨hey that´s style¨ and would begin to take my picture. you would take my picture for three days. then you´d leave to take pictures of someone who is similar but  mentally normal and physically impossible to resist.

hi,

if you looked at my entire self from a far you would notice the thickness of my hair, my tits and lastly how i should be standing straight and how that´s  a pity. i would look at you and snare. i´d remember to straighten my back. you would notice me doing a weird movement and you'd find this entire process attractive.

Woke up

late for work due to the makeup sex that concluded at 3 am.

ATE TOO MUCH

Everyday has the same conclusion.

The Philipines part A.2

 

XXXXXXXXX

CARLA

Made this today:

 

hey girlz!

you want to talk about soy milk? i do.
my grandma says that we are going to get back pain from staring at the computer all day. its not my fault that our large breasts were given thanks to her strengthening gene pool.
im jealous about the wild things you did yesterday.

i stayed home and tried to swim and went around a dirty neighborhood to buy 6 mangos and five pork bbq strips.

do i miss spain?
do i miss men?
do i miss having a hot body next to me?

i wont answer that.

this soy milk is in a glass bottle and it takes 250 of my daily calories.
want to stop eating shrimp chips though.

no body gets letters anymore.
i am currently filling up a book titled ¨Us and the lonely ranger are two different vibes¨
i will send it to my most important lover with a note attached saying ¨do you think this is too much?¨

my life has come to this

SPAM > ORGASM

homeland base

PICTURES OF LATELY. CORON PHILIPPINES