This is what my bangs looked like before I hacked them off because I was too afraid to go into a salon.
tuna. pumpkin seed role. cheeeese.
One from Hildegard's series of awkward photos of me.
boyz.
gurlz.
on the way to the airport. check out my ghetto borrowed suitcase with the tape on the handle. Another of Hildegard's snaps of genius.
and another, the day I left Luzern to go back to Berlin alone. the day I realized Michael was probably breaking up with me. it was very foggy.
new old threadz. My stripey puffy bomber jacket is my new boyfriend and best friend. His name is BB. We go everywhere together. And he only cost 35 euros. everytime i use the self timer i look heinous and fat, so I going to be you and use the mirror like a dweeb.
Zuchini veg cous cous
my neu look.
left over cous cous with hummus, and tomatoes, heavy on the olives please, I'm addicted.
Ok, I will admit, it was a bad decision, and I did not take my time at all and they are much shorter than i had originally intended, but you don't get second trys with hair cuts so here we are.
zomb make up irl.
these were supposed to be like a progression from how bad my bangs looked to how i looked kind of normal with make up on, but they got out of order. so. yeah.
I kept going with the make up. I used to spend hours just in my room trying on my clothes and doing my make up and taking it off and trying different stuff. Its not a waste of time, cause I don't have any homework to do, so I plan to take it up as a serious hobby again.
I saw a girl on the train who had really good eyeliner and little dots under her eyes, I couldn't make mine that little, and i think i put them too close to my eye still in the crinkly part. i will try again. if looks like i am about to start crying in every picture, thats because I was and probably did.
they are so short. I was hopping to have bangs that would cover up the giant crease that is often in the middle of my forehead from crying and making sad depressed faces all the time. no such luck.
A Polyester dream come true.
this is a birthday cake/barbie/70s/traditional german drindle combo i found at vintage store. couldn't not have it obvs.
detailz.
when it gets warm i will wear this outfit for real.
puffy coat and jammy bottoms.
i make my own little world and keep myself company there until I am ready to take trips into other peoples worlds again.
I miss you jew.
love,
gilla
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