i'm a fake

i once was the happiest person to rome.

debutant.

this was my first paying gig :) weeeeee.

dot.

Wasted life.
Fucking wasted piece of time.

I want to run away and never come back.

went to smiths st. in melbourne yesterday. the trip got oh so very boring.

little bit of red bull for the 8.30am start. and some thrils for the way home.

ps. dont run with a box of pizza.

props and photographs.

photograph 5

making props is fun.

fuck the world.

what the fuck is wrong with everyone. people invented the mobile phone to make communication easier and people still struggle to inform me on things to my face and over the phone. for fucks sake i dont ask for much. fuck life. everyone can go to hell.

t.n.

so recently went on a rampage in melbourne, and found this absolutely amazing dress. it was made out of tissue paper. and if it was wearable, i would wear it. it was on display for the college of arts and design. oh so beautiful.