Spook Sqaud

My friends and I recently shot did a photoshoot for my friend Ellie's IB art project (she's also submiting it to Rookie Mag!). Here are some shots of my own I managed to sneak in.

A message from me to you:

Dispite the cold and rainy day, being a model was lots of fun :) 

"I'm not sad I'm just feelin' some typa way"

I'm made up of patched up emotion and bits of nostalgia

and he's mad because I made him feel bad but I'm glad because I wanted him to feel bad

and nothing feels the same as it did last year

One day I'll look back at this and curse myself for being pretentious

but I confuse preteniousness with expressing how I feel

and no one ever really asks me how I feel

The pressure was getting to me and eating away

but I have a dream and I know what I want

and nobody should be able to rip that away from me

Rejection to me is like when you're listening to music and then someone yanks your headphones out

it goes from sweet tunes to uncomfortable silence real quick