i want to drink you up.


























keep seeing this burnt orange colour on all the chicks and in all the shops.
personally i don't rate it.  i like to drink my orange not wear it.
but seems fine.

'i'm a pretty big colour right now if you hadn't noticed' pencil on paper. 

silly old you.

'silly old cat face' - ink on paper illustration - steal it and i will cut you.

don't you want to kiss me.

no.

home town bound.







































i always forget about how pretty home is.

eyes wide. shut.

i got some bins finally. and i can mother fucking see stuff.  it's incredible.  i've been missing out on some good things.  like detail, facial expressions and everyday life for a long time.

quite a lot of mad things have happened to me recently.

and it's made me quiet.  i'm mostly sorry at myself for that.

street sitting. street drinking.


keeping it forever classy at Hackney Wick-ed.
the stench of ck one makes me want to be sick.

just saying.

to have. and. to hold.

stunning.

i'm not the relationship type let alone marriage. but the Givenchy couture gowns make me wanna get dressed up and march down the aisle with the next boy that even looks at me.

i have two secrets.

but i only told you one.

dream girls.



keeping it casual, some inspiration for a saturday night raving taken from the Dior couture show. lol.

the boy said to the girl.

'don't you ever get bored of partying'

no.

crush.



i heart freja for chanel.

i want to be a cat.  i want to wear chanel.  i want to look like freja.

i don't want much.

i am a shadow.

my eyes hurt.  and i am half here.

split ends.



























i wish my hair was better. more like the above maybe.


all time low.

i can run. but i can't hide from this one.
quite bad.

i didn't mean to disappoint you. i'm just sorry that i did.

























really old polaroid.  re-presented. recently.

get over it.

i'm not in love with you.  we just kissed one time. 
or two.

its quite annoying that



i liked street drinking with you and that i lost my nose stud when we made out. 
also that i lost my purse on the bus on the way home.  but an honest person found it and made getting it back to me, their sunday mission.  very lucky.  too lucky.  must.  must be more careful.

('i liked street drinking with you, i lost my nose stud when we made out' - mixed media illustration steal it and i will cut you)
i take back every word i said.