this was one of the best issues of Bust ever! i have such g-crushes on ellen page and alia shawkat. their interview was so perfect & the styling was adorable. check it out if you see it on shelves. 

religiousity

Sometimes I get jealous of people who are so head-over-hells in love with religion, jesus, god, spirituality, etc. Only sometimes, though. 

I mean this because I feel like they are always so quick to say that god has this plan and that everything is okay/will be okay. It's almost like they are at complete peace with so many things because they trust that this Lord guy really gives a shit. Maybe he does, maybe he doesnt. Maybe SHE does, maybe SHE doesnt. I don't and never will believe in taking the Bible word for word and believing that one guy thousands of years ago had all the answers and no one else has had those answers (or different ones) since. That's so close minded and I will never understand that. I was ten years old when I decided none of it made sense and I've had that same belief since that very day. The Bible in many cases can be read and looked at as a book of stories that inspire humans to do good. But let's not forget there is a lot in that book that isnt all happy roses & glitter butterflies. There's a lot of dark shit that offends a lot of people in this day and age. What about all that? 

My point is..I think the price I and so many people who have the same beliefs I do, pay is the fact that we don't have all of our trust and faith in this one solid idea. Being open to everything and exploring things is a beautiful thing with only ONE drawback which means you're not sure of anything. I don't go to sleep thinking "Jesus will take care of me!" because, you know what, it's not what I believe. 

So now what? I'll do my best to take care of me, and so will the people that I know and love. And I'll take care of them also. And sometimes it will suck and sometimes it won't. I just get a tiny jealous of those happy glossy eyed Jesus lovers who float through life thinking that everything is taken care of by their 'master'. I don't have a master. So my brain is fucked, huh? Bring on the stress! 

i really fucking love my school. this is what i'm going to in about an hour.

gags

lady gaga usually pisses me off with her asshole outfits but part of me really respects her. she's not of the 'norm', puts on interesting spectacles wether it be with her outrageous outfits, kind of hilarious honesty in interviews, and her stage performances. i respect it. (ps: when i say "i respect it" it's my new way of saying "im still judging but im trying to be more open minded")  I have to say I enjoy it, especially because she's a woman out there DOIN' DA DAMN THANG, saying whatever she wants and doing what she feels. That's kind of awesome. She's not some lemming, cookie cutter asshole. Just an attention whore asshole, and hey whatever. Sometimes that works. Sometimes, 85% of hollywood, i'm talking to you.

Now let me get to the point of this post. This is probably the first time I'll say this but I want Lady GaGa's dress. I've been wanting a military-type dress with those exact sleeves for so long. DAMN YOU GAGS. Hand it over. (just that dress only, plz.)

had a wonderful birthday weekend and now i'm ready for finals & heading back to NJ for a week for thanksgiving. I'm 21! It does not feel that different except for the fact that I can pick up wine whenever I want and now I want to become a cool beer person. In other news- i just ordered a Monsters of Folk poster. So beautiful! Created by Nate Duval.

it's fine, i guess

i hate being a pathetic fangirl but really. REALLY? really. i could look at him all day. eye candy for a weds afternoon, huh guys?

nathan followill, of KOL.

home is wherever i'm with you.

i'm going to take this opportunity to write a little DiTTy about my best friend & how our brains are One.

Last weekend when my sisters were visiting, we were shopping at urban outfitters and a song was playing that I fell in love with. Actual trance-like love. The song was so good that I heard employees say "YES! IT'S BACK ON!" when it began. Then it was over, and of course I forgot to take notes of the lyrics to google when I got back home so I could find the song. It vanished before my very ears. Gone. Just like that. I even spent a couple hours  trying to find it online somehow without a song title or artist name. Pretty much impossible.

Fast forward to an hour ago when my best friend Abby sends me a little inbox message suggesting a song to me. Usually I will like anything she suggests because we have extremely similar taste. The song she suggested to me today? Oh, you know. The song I heard in Urban Outfitters and searched endlessly for. SAME FUCKING BRAIN. 

The title of this post is most likely going to further any questioning our families/friends have about our sexuality but we are sincerely heterosexual, we just understand each other so well. Heterosexual life partner, if you will. I miss her.

Enjoy the song. :)