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sun was high

Got in a car with Estef and journeyed to Santa Cruz. Got to Joey's apartment at 12am. Laughed, talked, Fourloko'd, and fell asleep. The next day Joey had to be at work by 8am. Estef and I slept in. We got a giant breakfast and went to the beach boardwalk. Rode two rides and took pictures in the sand. Met up with Joey at 1. Went downtown and made fun of each other.

where do you run to?

Found this vintage gem at Thrift Town in San Francisco's mission district. Love the beaded birds and the baggy-style.

elephants

I've been a bad blog-girl. My apologies blogosphere.


Mama's vintage sweater from Ukraine
Thrifted Chia fringe jacket
H&M mini

it's overwhelming how much I hate everything but you

photo by Estefania Pino

your sky all hung with jewels

simplicity.

nothin' new is sweeter than with you

I have been listening to Home by Edward Sharpe and the Magnetic Zeros nonstop lately. It reminds me of a special time - how fun and beautiful it was.


Anyways I woke up yesterday and was laying in bed for a bit, not excited for a full day of library studying, I heard a muffled whistling melody that sounded oh so familiar. It was Home. I checked my radio and computer first, but they were both off. I opened my window to see if it was coming from outside, and then I pressed my ear against the wall to see if maybe my hot Australian neighbor is the suspect. I wasn't sure, but damnit did it make me feel happy to hear that song playing without my control.



[Her:]
Alabama, Arkansas,
I do love my ma and pa,
Not the way that I do love you.

[Him:]
Holy, Moley, me, oh my,
You're the apple of my eye,
Girl I've never loved one like you.

[Her:]
Man oh man you're my best friend,
I scream it to the nothingness,
There ain't nothing that I need.

[Him:]
Well, hot and heavy, pumpkin pie,
Chocolate candy, Jesus Christ,
Ain't nothing please me more than you.

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me come home
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is wherever I'm with you.

La, la, la, la, take me home.
Mother, I'm coming home.

[Him:]
I'll follow you into the park,
Through the jungle through the dark,
Girl I never loved one like you.

[Her:]
Moats and boats and waterfalls,
Alley-ways and pay phone calls,
I've been everywhere with you.

[Him:]
We laugh until we think we’ll die,
Barefoot on a summer night
Nothin’ new is sweeter than with you

[Her:]
And in the streets you run afree,
Like it's only you and me,
Geeze, you're something to see.

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is wherever I'm with you.

La, la, la, la, take me home.
Daddy, I'm coming home.

(Talking)
Him: Jade
Her: Alexander
Him: Do you remember that day you fell outta my window?
Her: I sure do, you came jumping out after me.
Him: Well, you fell on the concrete, nearly broke your ass, you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you out to the hospital, you remember that?
Her: Yes I do.
Him: Well there's something I never told you about that night.
Her: What didn't you tell me?
Him: While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you, and I never told you til just now.

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is where I'm alone with you.

[Him:]
Home. Let me come home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.

[Her:]
Ahh home. Yes I am ho-oh-ome.
Home is when I'm alone with you.

[Her:]
Alabama, Arkansas,
I do love my ma and pa...
Moats and boats and waterfalls,
Alley-ways and pay phone calls...

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is where I'm alone with you...


It's a beautiful song, it reminds me of something out of the 50s - it's so pure and happy.