Her eyes are pure stars, and her fingers, if they touch you, freeze you to the bone.

State of Transition.

It unfortunately appears that nothing makes me happy these days.

Real life Carrie Diaries.

I can't believe I had the opportunity to attend and photograph a show (Karen Walker Spring/Summer 2014) at New York Fashion Week. It's honestly a dream come true.

The city of dreams, the city that never sleeps.

The past few days have consisted of exploring (and getting lost) in the city, crossing another thing off the bucket list by attending a secret show at Terminal 5, spinach salad with tomatoes, mushrooms and olive oil, repetitive conversations with faces and names I struggle to remember, watching thirty seconds of the US Open and live performances of both singing and dancing.

Today consisted of screaming at the top of everyone's lungs (West Village Stern Field Day Champions!!!), meeting Alec Baldwin on the street while he was walking his two adorable puppies, going to my first frat party consisting of puddles of beer on the floor, sweat and smoke in the air and sloppy drunks everywhere, playing drunk Jenga (while sober) at a dorm party and helping an incoherent drunk girl while eating halal food in the middle of the night.

Watching the present become the past.

In around eight hours, I will be moving into the college I've dreamed of attending since sophomore year. In eight hours, South Brunswick will be known as my hometown and the people I've grown up with will be known as my childhood friends. It's all surreal to realize that I'm growing up and that everyone around me is growing up and we are all going our separate ways. That today is the last day I'm sleeping in my bed in a room that is officially mine. It's so hard to process the passing of time and the realization that things are changing and what has passed is passed. I've had great memories here in this town that I used to hate. Looking back at everything that has happened since now. Even if I am no longer friends with the people of my past, they have played such a large role in my life. And it's time to stop being nostalgic over everything and stuck in the past and accept the future.

I could have loved you.

"You never leave existence. Nothing can ever take existence away from you. Once you are born you have existed and you can't undo that. Your energy can never be destroyed, nor your matter. Physics proves that: the law of conservation.

We all started in the same place when the universe was created. We all have parts of star matter in us. We have matter from cave men, dinosaurs, everything. It's not some crazy spiritual hippie idea. I've thought about it a lot, that's why I'm not afraid of death.

No one has ever gotten this out of me. No one has cared to listen or ask. But you got it out of me, I'm very passionate about it and you got it out.

Like I didn't know you last year and I was living my life and now I'm worried what life without you is going to be like."

One more time, sitting in a silent stare.

It's two am and I can't stop thinking about how everyone is leaving for college soon. It won't hit me fully until my friends actually start moving into their dorms. I don't even know what I will feel when that happens.

"It's just strange to see a place that I've become so accustomed to just become my past. I'm watching it become my past and I can't really do anything but accept that it's my past and those memories and those people and this time."

Revisiting my old tumblr always makes me extremely nostalgic. Seeing everything that I've gone through and experienced in high school. How much life changes and how I'm getting older and how different things are now. And how different they will be in two weeks.

Life is just the continuous action of leaving.

Today consisted of two door alarms in the middle of the night, chocolate chip pancakes in the morning with my favorite person, opening my first banking account, handmade sushi by my uncle, pictures on the roof overlooking the lake, being young again in a bounce house, eating an excessive amount of chocolate covered strawberries and watching the sun set on the bleachers of my old high school.

Adventures on Rooftops.

I've been spending a lot of time lately on this rooftop that overlooks the lake. It's just the perfect spot to sit, talk with friends and enjoy the view. Also one of my favorite spots to watch the sunset! These pictures were taken on July 30th, 2013 when I went with my friend Hannah.

Summertime Sadness.

Today consisted of the toughest cardio kickboxing class, a reunion with my favorite person, my last driving lesson, typical Tuesday sushi and ice cream dates, and lake visits/stargazing with friends who will all be going their separate ways in two weeks. Starting to realize that I will miss my high school friends. This state of transition is hard to process.