katemossisboss:(via batshitforblue)
I don’t know how many times I can call this woman perfect.
katemossisboss:(via batshitforblue)
I don’t know how many times I can call this woman perfect.
My kindergarten teacher posted this pic on facebook. This was about 16 years ago. Time blows my mind.
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.)
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
This was amongst the 30+ standard “Happy Birthday!” posts on my Facebook wall. Sent from an old high school friend. It touched me.