in our town of halloween.

maybe it's just a stretch of fragmented memories, but anyone else who was a '90's child feel as though the kids these days are getting totally cheated of what we had when we were their age? i mean, goddamn, we sure as hell racked in some serious candy when we were younger..

aubrey. true story.

circa 1998.

the love will tear us apart.

i shall start off this first blog with a sincere hello to anyone who may stumble across this page on purpose, or not. thank you for joining me in our ever-changing society's up-and-rising, electronic update of journeling. i don't believe in writing a paragraph telling you my name, location, physical description, occupation, etc.. for fear of getting off track. to me at least, these only serve as mental distractions to the reader, who is now attempting to try and relate to me as a person, and thus overlooking any points or thoughts i have tried to ramble on about to unravel in my actual blog itself.

thus, i shall leave you only with my thoughts as online-generated paragraphs of words. and a photograph of my face with a frog.

XO,
elise.