
The year is 2042. “I was born in the wrong generation” a teenage white girl sighs as she listens to One Direction and cleans the lens on her vintage iPhone 4S.
(via tuboddah)
The weather has not been merciful lately and lazy Sundays like this permit me to not wake up early. Hence, breakfast was left uneaten. Despite the lack of proper sunlight, I took the time to photograph my new juice box camera, a small gift from my mother. Boy, this constant downpour really brings the most confusing emotions out of someone. I’ve been listening to this song all day: