a life less ordinary.

call me what you like, but the name's abigail. this is the story of my daily life, told through photographs. if you like what you see, follow me. all original, taken & edited on my iphone.
"Our heads, our hands, our brains, our lungs: they’re just machines.
These hearts are all that we’ve got left, and they don’t beat.”
Long Island City, New York

"Our heads, our hands, our brains, our lungs: they’re just machines.

These hearts are all that we’ve got left, and they don’t beat.”

Long Island City, New York

"My heart will be blacker than your eyes when I’m through with you."
Upper West Side, Manhattan

"My heart will be blacker than your eyes when I’m through with you."

Upper West Side, Manhattan

"Coordinate brain and mouth, then ask me what it’s like to have myself so figured out. Wish I knew."
LI City, Queens

"Coordinate brain and mouth, then ask me what it’s like to have myself so figured out. Wish I knew."

LI City, Queens

"Every word you say I think I should write down. I don’t want forget, come daylight."
Brooklyn Heights, New York

"Every word you say I think I should write down. I don’t want forget, come daylight."

Brooklyn Heights, New York

"Peal the scars from off my back, I don’t need them anymore.
You can throw them out, keep them in your mason jars.
I’ve come home.”
110th St. Subway Station, NYC

"Peal the scars from off my back, I don’t need them anymore.

You can throw them out, keep them in your mason jars.

I’ve come home.”

110th St. Subway Station, NYC

"Sticks and stones make broken bones, empty words make broken homes, but it’s love that broke her heart."
Brooklyn Heights, New York

"Sticks and stones make broken bones, empty words make broken homes, but it’s love that broke her heart."

Brooklyn Heights, New York

Long Island, New York

Long Island, New York

Central Park Reservoir, NYC

Central Park Reservoir, NYC

Brooklyn Heights, New York

Brooklyn Heights, New York