I don't think I own anything

No joke, I think over half the clothes in my closet/that I wear daily aren't even mine.
For example:

Henri's cardigan, my mom's belt, Mariel's dress, Mariel's Hells Bells she gave to me last Thanksgiving. The only thing that's mine in this picture are the three rings, hair tie and the shirt underneath the dress that I bought at the Saturday Market with.......guess who? Mariel.

Even the white converse I was wearing were originally Mariel's but then again, I had to wear them in for her so I'm not so sure if she gets credit for them.

This was taken in the computer lab when I oh so patiently waited for my friend to print out her homework.

You can kind of see my shirt peeking out from under the dress.

Then, of course, my detail shots in the library......

I bought Papillon at Powell's a few years ago because the cover was cool and now since I'm almost done it's my newest favorite book. Whoever said don't judge a book by its cover doesn't know what they are talking about.

I can't believe I'm going to say this but I kind of miss being on the water:

*I bought black dye for a new DIY project. All I need to finish is a white tee-shirt and zippers