katemossisboss:(via batshitforblue)
I don’t know how many times I can call this woman perfect.
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.
Email: awesomebeedawson@gmail.com
twitter: crunkndonuts
My kindergarten teacher posted this pic on facebook. This was about 16 years ago. Time blows my mind.
I like a boy.
From what I’ve seen, he’s everything I look for in a man. Sruffy beard, sick ass personal style, smokes weed as often as I do, tattooed, tall, and funny. He texts me to ask what I’m wearing, not because he’s hoping I’m naked, but because he thinks I have awesome style.
He has a girlfriend. She’s beautiful.
We don’t get physical, but the flirting is heavy when we’re together and the communication is frequent when we’re not. I see myself becoming that sad girl who falls for the married guy in the movies. I’ve seen enough movies to know that they never leave their wives. I know I should stay away, but I can’t. Especially when he comes all the way from New Jersey to come to parties and smoke blunts with me. I always said I would never get involved with a taken person.
Dammit. What the fuck am I doing?
Some people are lovers
Some people are fighters
I am both.
(Got these babies on Saturday. Have yet to show my parents… should be fun.)
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
An anthem for my girls and I. This beat sends you into another world. You just can’t help but dance like a maniac
Pon de Floor- Major Lazer (feat. Vybz Kartel)
i-D magazine
Some years ago, to my delight, I met a wonderful, beautiful, intelligent spirit. Who, in her own way, gave me great joy every chance I saw her and I called her friend. Today we remember and honour the day the Gods blessed us with her existence. Today, we remember you. Happy Birthay Britt. I hope it is a great day for you. I love you and miss you.
This was amongst the 30+ standard “Happy Birthday!” posts on my Facebook wall. Sent from an old high school friend. It touched me.
