This time tomorrow.. there is no this time tomorrow. For me, this time tomorrow doesn't exist. I'm skipping a day, on a plane, to London for the first time in my life.

For three months.

In the name of all that's holy....

I don't even know what to say.

!!!!!!!!!!!

I've been wanting a change for so long. It was only recently that I suddenly realized I don't have to chop all my hair off to change it. Bangs work just as well [or, as the British say, "fringe." 17 days!].

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POCKETWATCH.

-squee-

Basically, this is advanced warning that I just went to the fourth of July celebration at the fairgrounds and will most likely be posting a fair amount of fireworks photos. Most of which will, hopefully, be somewhat good, since I used my mom's camera. YAYY.

The world is changed because you are made of ivory and gold. The curves of your lips rewrite history.

You will always be fond of me. I represent to you all the sins you never had the courage to commit.

Nowadays people know the price of everything and the value of nothing.

The only difference between a caprice and a lifelong passion is that the caprice lasts a little longer.

The only way to get rid of a temptation is to yield to it.