i dislike titles.

My name is Chaska.
I'm from Peru but am currently being held captive by the city of NY.
I'm also here and here.


ask me anything

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about how my teenage life is mostly on the internet in scraps and pieces. Not anything hidden, what I mean is that myspace/facebook/tumblr became the way of storing things for prosperity.

I just went through my old myspace thinking I was going to delete it since I never use it but not being able to because what if I ever wanted to look through those old comments from old friends/moments?

I have had my facebook deactivated for almost 2 weeks now and it’s so strange how it has become such a large part of daily interaction. My best friend was worried something had happened to me when I was no longer on facebook and I just had to send two e-mails informing people I want to talk to that I’m still alive.

What ever happened to note passing? I will likely fall for the next guy who hands me a note in class asking me out with two boxes to check yes/no… I should’ve probably checked yes on the one I was given in 9th grade but that’s for me to think about on some other mind wandering time.