November 2010
1 post
I don't know what we are. Sometimes I feel like...
September 2010
1 post
May 2010
1 post
I need to stop.
iamnocturnal:
I still expect it to be you every time my phone vibrates when I get a text.. It just makes me even more upset and disappointed to know it isn’t you.
December 2009
2 posts
13812.) I always thought it would be hard to get...
(via blogsecret)
October 2009
1 post
11981.) I want to break up with my boyfriend
(via blogsecret)
April 2009
2 posts
I've just realized something.
I really have absolutely no clue how to hug tall people. I really, really don’t. Where the hell do my arms go? Do I stand up or do they bend down? idkidkidk.
Oh my gosh, if Aaron ever comes to Toronto I’m so screwed LOL. :|||||
March 2009
13 posts
I had absolutely no idea.
ericvictorino:
My blog is: ericvictorino.Tumblr.com
I love this loser.
Leave it to me to have a midlife crisis at the age...
I miss when getting high meant swinging in the playground.
I'm convinced he isn't coming.
And that kinda tears me apart.
And then I feel remorse for even being upset because I’m privileged enough to see Sonny live in person.
I’m just tired of waiting years to finally get the opportunity to personally thank someone that doesn’t even know I exist. Such is life.
Sometimes we have to get lost to find ourselves.
Everywhere I turn I see one kid or another saying their dream is to move as far away as possible from their own cities and towns and into places like LA, or New York, or London or wherever in hopes of turning their dreams into a reality. And it just kind of made me pause and think.
I love Toronto with all my heart. I really, really do. I could write a book about how much this place means to me....
Oh fack.
I wake up to see my new 3-day old goldfish floating upside down. I never even got a chance to name him. *le sadness*
“Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.”
– Oscar Wilde (via zomgmichelle)
First day of Spring.
And I only now remember how painful flats are.
“There’s something special, something satisfying and selfless about caring...”
– Eric Victorino
Spring cleaning.
I’ve finally gotten around to cleaning my room. I started at 6 PM. Three hours and two full garbage bags later I’m done, lolz. You should have seen my moms face. Anyway, while sorting everything out I came across a bunch of things from my past. Diary entries, letters, drawings, poems, the whole shebang. I guess I never realized how much I’ve grown until now. Interesting.
Happenstance.
Just came back from a photoshoot with Tabitha and Aliza for my portraiture assignment. They were UHMAYZING, like whoaaaaaaaa. But srsly, they did brilliant work.
I want her eyes.
This song has been on repeat in my mind for the...
The sincerest form of flattery.
I promised myself I wouldn’t conform but here I am, lolz. I’m still trying to figure all of this out so bear with me, yeah?
Today was marvy. I spent all day in Toronto’s best museum, the ROM. Naturally, I thought of Eric.
…Thus concludes my very first post. :|