11.

the more i'm here, the more hate i have.

nine.

i need to trust myself before i can trust another.

seven.

it is finally may and about a month left until i can get out of this shitty wannabe-of-a-city. i cant wait to stick my toes in the sand and feel the sun's rays all over my skin. i can't wait until im not a poor bitch anymore and i can actually afford nice clothes and makeup and food and photo supplies and my very own view camera and more and more and more cool stuff. i am still in complete shock im moving to new york city after the summer. i am going to have so much fun, ive always wanted to live in manhattan and i cant believe its seriously going to happen! ugh i am so excited! please new york: don't be full of the same civilians filthadelphia houses!