Summer romances never last. So, I shouldn't be surprised that you left when the winter came.
Oh, and nothing's ever perfect.
Tuesday, November 4, 2014
Thursday, August 21, 2014
Everything has been close to perfect.
To you being perfect.
But nothing's perfect.
But you're getting so close to perfect.
Everything I've wanted. Said I've wanted. Thought I've wanted.
You figured me out.
You bought me flowers. I've never received them before.
You're a sarcastic asshole (like me)
You take care of me--you insist.
You are so fucking cute
You are the sweetest thing
You keep your cool (something I need)
You say all the right things:
That it's what I deserve
That I'm your princess
That I'm your trophy and you want to show me off to the world. (I'm pretty sure I said that.)
That I'm important
That I matter
That I'm all you need
That I make you happy
You make me happy and that's as close to perfect as I need.
2 weeks you had me feelin'
2 months later and you're perfect
Wednesday, May 21, 2014
I've been ridiculed since I've been so open about my smoking habits.
I get it, not your thing. But I just find it so hypocritical and hilarious that the same people that have nothing better to say literally, than "smoking is bad for you," while they post endless drunken and I-know-your-pupils-aren't-that-big-normally photos very other weekend.
I know that alcohol and ecstacy were so widely accepted, but really? You're going to ridicule me while you're the one with a DUI? Still coming down from your roll? Hungover from last night?
I was in that before, I've lived it. I know what it means, at least what it hides, what it numbs.
Don't get me wrong, I still drink here and there. Why? Because THAT'S what alcohol's for, make the bad or not so good, seem better. But hey if you need to do that while you're with your friends, you've obviously got good company, right?
I think that your dark friend Henny is the better company, no?
"I just drink to go out and have fun!" You need to be inebriated for that to occur? To have fun?
I'm sorry. Let me buy you that shot then, because you got issues.
Let me just roll up my sleeves, smoke this, and do my thing. I'm not here to judge you. Drink up. Cheers. Here, I'll even blow you some smokin' kisses, honey.
Sheer button up blouse, Necklace: F21 / Lace bralette: Foreign Exchange / Denim, Hat: H&M / SUSAHS ALDO
Tuesday, May 20, 2014
I'm at the point in my life where everything is prep work. Preparing for the future. In this "game" we call: life. I've been MIA from less than a handful of people. I've been taking my time away in order to prep.
Love? Nah, (I've played that game already) just life.
Being happy--happiness in general.
Making money & saving money.
Preparing for more than just tomorrow.
I hope you all are too.
Crop top: Foreign Exchange / Leather drawstring shorts, chain: F21 / Nike Free Runs
Saturday, May 17, 2014
Let it go.
Throw it behind you. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. It'll be a sheer memory.
I thought 90 degrees was bad, but welcome 100+ degrees LA! It's too hot for clothes. So I threw this delicate blush blouse over the least amount of fabric I can wear--lace and the lightest tap shorts I own.
You can see straight through it, to me. And the sweeter details.
Hat, necklace: F21 / Sheer batwing blouse, Ruffled tap shorts: Foreign Exchange / Lace triangle bra: Urban Outfitters / SUSAHS: Aldo