Stop shaking your hips at me.

I am what I am. I enjoy myself, even through all the bullshit.
~ Monday, October 26 ~
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veganxcupcake: usually i HATE her outfits, but major thumbs up on this ensamble.

veganxcupcake:

usually i HATE her outfits, but major thumbs up on this ensamble.


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~ Friday, August 21 ~
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Attempting to make this, since I never sleep and no one is awake to see. Also, I want to actually use this more, it seems fun. I really am not minding being awake for countless hours at this point, I am in a great mood. Big changes are happening. That’s all you can ask for right? Right.

Attempting to make this, since I never sleep and no one is awake to see. Also, I want to actually use this more, it seems fun. I really am not minding being awake for countless hours at this point, I am in a great mood. Big changes are happening. That’s all you can ask for right? Right.


~ Wednesday, July 29 ~
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Darrah_Cargell: When I say baby, you say bump it.

~ Wednesday, July 22 ~
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Every so often.

You get a day/night that reminds you that it’s really not half bad. You forget your stress, bring a resume to what would be your dream retail job where they seem to love you already, you reconnect with someone you should have never lost touch with, and then you spend a night drinking and just laughing your head off with your best friend. Times like that are really what it’s all about and shouldn’t be taken for granted. I can say for the first time in a while, I am going to sleep with the biggest smile on my face, and my sides hurting from laughter. That is a great great feeling.


~ Tuesday, July 21 ~
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Here’s to new beginings.

I find it funny that there was once a time when I loved the blog. I used to truely write everything down, for myself, and for any one person to stumble upon. For whatever the reason I grew this angst towards technology for quite sometime; and now out of blue I want to resubmerge myself in everything social and expanding and expressive. Who knows where this account will take me, what I am going to end up possibly spilling out here but maybe this is something I need. I need somewhere to just not care, say whats needed. Even if I am the only person who ever reads it. We all need an outlet sometime and in this day and age, sitting down and writting long hand seems so inconveinent. A novel idea though. Maybe ill just carry a journal. Writting only is kind of vain. Anyways, here’s to new beginings. A fresh start. Unspoken words.