Dust Storm

So i wake up this morning, still in bed i glance at the window and the skys orange, the brightside is i dont have to bother tryin to stay awake at school, had a good enough excuse to take the day off and chill and right now im lovvvingg the wind!'

ideal bed

man right now, id do anything for that bed and that room, so big so spacious so comfy so open so perfect and with those long windows that allow the sun to shine in the right way. i want that peaceful sensation from the white bedsheets that calmness that soothes the soul agghhh and would you look at the size of that bed, just wat i need as ive been told i sleep all wrong and take up too much space, but this bed looks just bout right.. so ideal for cuddles, so ideal to takee you to that place far beyond reality as you sleep unaware of what goes through that mind of yours, and fuck ima go get some sleeep now as im in desperete need for some rest... screw this

i like.

i want, i need, i must have.

these guys arent so bad.

Formal Dress.

theres approx three months till formal, and knowing that ima have to start shopping for the dress soon is killing me, realllyy killing me. Thank god for Balmain and his creative instinct, he had designed the perfect dress and yet im not really willing to pay that few thousand bucks for it, so screw that im gona have to try and find something identical to this one. I just have that weird feeling that im not gonna be satisfied with what i endup finding, ugh!

oh and the shoes, for a while i was actually considering some dr martens but then nahh, i guess i should put some effort into lookin decent just this one night.i bet this dress underneath wouldnt look too bad with the dr martens, but not for a formal, id need something a tad more elegant,