fuck the perfume, give me the warts.

I have this insane love for the Rolling Stones. I mean, it borders on inappropriate. Okay, so maybe not, but I do love them that much. This movie I’m watching, Moonlight Mile, just played it. This fabulous song I’d never heard before. That’s when I knew I was obligated to like the movie no matter what—and the soundtrack. It will be mine as soon as I can get to somewhere that sells it.

The notions of: reality, honesty, going for what you really want.

you gave us all a real big truth enema

It’s important for now—the upcoming months, I mean. To remember that, you know, buying into other people’s dreams for you doesn’t work so well.

I find out about this Teach For America thing within the next few days. Yesterday, they mailed out the notifications. I’m bracing myself for a heart break, either way. A decision has to be made and I’m not so sure that I’ll take it if I get it. Yeah, I want it and I want it really badly—but there are other things I want, too. We’ll see. I’ll admit, there are a lot of things I want to do with AIESEC before I move on.

But yeah. The movie is just… I’mnot sure. It was something, though.
It's about looking at the truth, the harsh reality, and not glazing something over. Fuck the perfume, give me the warts, she says. And I think, exactly.

I think this is something that just needs a walk. Some time to clear my head—and this is perfect walking and thinking weather. It happens best in the winter and that’s good because winter is always the season when you need it the most, dig?