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nashville here i come!

i am bouncing off the walls with excitement over getting to go to nashville next week! i get to go to the nD festival! four days of indie film, indie fashion and indie music glory!! plus, and this is potentially what i am very most excited about is the chance to see imogene+willie in person and for my self!!

when i grow up, i want to be imogene+willie cool...






it may be "a crazy town full of neon dreams,
everybody plays, everybody sings,
hollywood with a touch of twang," but i can't wait to get there and see it all for myself!

today i must...

please

it's too hot for nine four

i know that we're always complaining about misguided weather...it's too cool for june and too hot for september. we always want what we can't have right? well in the spirit of consistancy...

ninety five is too hot for september! i want it to cool down so i wear gorgeous outfits like this...


but there i go again desiring the intangible, but instead of longing for crisp cool days, i am craving these miu miu platforms and the cherry blossom girl's perfectly worn in jeans!

his song for my a.m.

always thought i was a novelty little creature,
nobody warns you that the death of hope won't feature
any sort of big event
to mark its significance

after we finish ourselves off, we ain't leaving
it's good to go down with an old friend believing
you better bet, we're gonna tie one on tonight
you never left even though you'd said that you might
i come back here to remember what it was like



only dostoevsky would dream up a pair like us

thick skinned, hard headed, better off
you're closing every valve to your bleeding heart
does it hurt too much?
are you just fed up?
or is it something else entirely?

when i ask you why
you reply the death of hope hit you hard too

only dostoevsky could kill of a pair like us

you better bet we're gonna drown every doubt
the half of us that's got the other half figured out
no good deed goes unpunished around here

you better bet we're gonna tie on on tonight
you never left even though you'd said that you might

i came back here to remember what we were like

ha ha tonka

true afflection, you're out of my league

i was out of your league
and you were 20,000 underneath the sea
waiving affections
you were out of my league
at a distance that i didn't wanna see
down at the bottom

i wanted a junction and often there was one
you'd surface face first and we'd share our thought bubbles
and i still believe in the phrases that we breathed
but i know the distance isn't fair to cross

i was out of your league

and you were 20,000 underneath the sea
waiving affections
you were out of my league
at a distance that i didn't wanna see
wanted you nearer

your depths made a pressure taht punctured my works and all your fluids
couldn't tolerate the force of my thirst
i love the place where we shared our tiny grace
but because it's real doesn't mean it's gonna work

i was out of your league
and you were 20,000 underneath the sea
waiving affections
you were out of my league at a distance that i didn't wanna see
wanted you nearer

and true affection floats
true affections sinks like a stone
i never felt so close
i never felt so all alone

i was out of your league
and you were 20,000 underneath the sea
waiving affections
you were out of my league
at a distance i didn't wanna see

the blow

september has come

fall is my favorite and my best. i love the chill, the layers, the colors, the smell of new notebooks, and the onset of football season. i've been rocking the countdown to kickoff for months, and now that it's right around the corner i am faced with the grand question of which school to show my pride for.

I am a Buff

but the Jackson is a former Ute football player..
















 and the utes (sorry buffs) are a slightly less frustrating team to watch! but i am supposed to bleed black and gold... well maybe until both teams share a conference and play each other, i'll stick with the utes...though that isn't being very true to my school!