Dip dye shorts △

Ooooh ooh looket, dip dyed shorts (and by short I mean borderline bum exposure short… heyhey, I said borderline okay José). I won’t be wearing them without black opaque tights, so as long as I avoid bending and err, breathing too much, then it’s totally chill... << what I tell myself to warrant spending the last of my EMA on a pair of shorts -_-   

Sorry I haven't been around once again, my internet’s on the fritz right now. Straight up, I’ll have connection for about 30 seconds and then KA-POW, gone again. I’ve grown up as part of the social media generation, which means without internet I might as well not exist. To most people this may sound like a gross exaggeration, but I lack the basic social skills required to make friends in the ‘real world’, all I have is facebook and my blog, oh and my blackberry, but that thing's got a mind of it's own, (when machine's take over the world, I swear it'll be the thing that inevitably kills me).
Anywhooz, I've hijacked the bro's connection (legally of course... I'm one of those straight laced types you see) so I'm back online and feeling fine (apart from the paranoid delusion that my phone's conspiring to kill me, but hey that's totally normal, right?)

In music related news I've fallen in love with a band called 'School of Seven Bells', I'd recommend 'em especially if you like 'The Naked & Famous', I don't know what it is I like about their music so much, it's kindof hypnotic I guess, but hey have a listen if you've got a bit of time to kill...