Not good.
whatever

Not good.

whatever

fuckyeahmoleskines:

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There’s something about getting up at six am for one class. Something about looking at Da Vinci’s journals and looking at what Picasso could do and what he chose to do and admiring him for the first time.
I’m growing more and more attached to my Moleskine.
I’m falling in love with art all over again.

There’s something about getting up at six am for one class. Something about looking at Da Vinci’s journals and looking at what Picasso could do and what he chose to do and admiring him for the first time.

I’m growing more and more attached to my Moleskine.

I’m falling in love with art all over again.

Painted. Sucks. That’s ok.

Painted. Sucks. That’s ok.

Think of where you are.
Now think of where you’re not.

Think of where you are.

Now think of where you’re not.

“I still remember the silence and how we’d always find a way to run to our mistakes.”

“I still remember the silence and how we’d always find a way to run to our mistakes.”

Moleskine
“So we beat on, boats against the current…”The Great Gatsby and some kind of personal meaning. 

Moleskine

“So we beat on, boats against the current…”
The Great Gatsby and some kind of personal meaning. 

Moleskine.

Moleskine.

Moleskine pages 5 and 6.

Moleskine pages 5 and 6.

Moleskine page 3 and 4.

Moleskine page 3 and 4.

Moleskine page 1 and 2.

Moleskine page 1 and 2.