Unproductive Productiveness

It scares me to think that something I can put together in only five minutes can so keenly define my life. (Or my summer counterpart.) Behold my thinspiration, sartorial inspirations, and skateboarding aspirations.

At least putting this crap together made me momentarily forget the immense heartbreak I am feeling right now courtesy of the disbandment of A Rocket to the Moon. Let me just plug in that it is not easy to move on from the breaking up of one of your favorite bands. I shall now eat my sorrow away.