(dress - rue 21, sweater - thrifted, tights - i don't know!)
Today I ripped my tights and kissed a boy in an elevator.
(I also petted a llama)
My name is Alijah, but I don't feel like myself.
I've always been a person who would always rip their tights, roll my eyes at myself and then walk around anyways.
I'm still that person, but I feel extremely different.
In one week, I've had my first date and first kiss(es), and visited the art museum three days in a row.
I feel like I'm in a Coming-Of-Age movie in the 80s, I've always felt like a character and not a real person, but for some reason this entire week absolutely nothing has felt real. I really like that feeling though, the feeling of knowing that weird things will always happen and being so aware of it that it's really easy to come to terms with and embrace the idea.
It's cool to know that you've got people in your life who are honestly there for you and are willing to randomly go to art galleries with you, or walk across downtown to get to high-up places to stare at the city and the mountains until it's dark.
I just feel so lucky.
I feel great, I feel like right now all of my idealistic teenage dreams are coming true
and I couldn't be happier.
xoxo
gossip girl
jk it's alijah
P.S. The title is like playing off of David Bowie's Moonage Daydream it's Teenage Daydream y'know? :')
P.P.S. I listened to Bon Iver last night without crying, and I think that's what #truehappiness is.