Misunderstood

While feeling misunderstood and only understood by my friend Sabia (above - cred to school photo taking people who like to make people smile awkwardly)

On the brain wave of first kisses and older boyfriends with motorcycles and leather jackets

Imagining what is is like to hallucinate into atlantis where the merpeople live

I think generally as a teenager I am bound to go through self deprecating, misunderstood, tortured moodiness phases. I think that stereotype has circled the universe enough times now that people can stop asking me if I was raised by hippies or am "PMSing for the second time this month". Because my menstruation is none of their effing business.

But aside from a little angst I am really excited to start a sketching course at my local art college! So, WOOO. That is all.

Lisa

fyi: I don't usually give photo cred... because I don't have it but hey, if you deserve credit for these and want that all shown up here on this post then by all means message me away, or leave a nasty comment!