July 31, 2012



It's been so hot today, like 112 degrees hot.  All I've managed to do is stay inside and be a business lady. I took care of a lot of bullshit that comes with being an adult. Mainly, my student loans. Ugh, I've been avoiding them like the plague. Once I called and talked to someone it really wasn't that bad. They're not mean, or cruel. They just want all of your money. ALL OF IT. 

I've been hearing a lot of talk lately, of how people are "scared" of me. Or some shit like that, as if my personality is pure bitch. . I'm tired of feeling guilty and sorry for the way other people feel about me. I can only control myself, not how someone else sees me. And honestly, I couldn't care less whether someone finds me intimidating or not.
 Except to acknowledge it as a compliment. 

Shirt- Swap Party
Skirt-My Nana's old skirt made into a DIY, from here 
Shoes-Burlington Coat Factory


July 24, 2012


Sometimes, everything is so scattered and crazy and I start to get desperate thinking this is it. Just accept it.
But then, like a fucking miracle things start to get better.

July 18, 2012

My Jam?

I've always loved No Doubt. Always, have and always will. This new song seems chill, something I'd listen to on a sunday drive. The music video on the other hand, just seems too forced with the casual product placement and such. Come on No Doubt, ya'll are parents, do you really need party in the back of a semi??

Either way Gwen looks fucking gorgeous. That's a given. Hasn't aged a day.

July 15, 2012

Hot Sunday: Sexy Lady Ed.

Hola Friends

It's been a busy busy weekend. My sister is now a legal adult. Friday was the house party.  Yesterday, on her actual birthday she: got a tattoo, bought cigs, and went to her first adult store.  What else is left?  

18 ain't that fancy, but at that age you think you know everything. Hell, I still don't know everything. I mean, I like to think I do. My only advice:
Every year, learn a bit more, grow a bit more and never stop loving yourself.


Stacey  Dash

Ms. Berry


July 14, 2012


It's 3:25 am. Most people have left the party save for about 6 lonely souls who will most likely welcome the morning sun. It's the end of my sister's party. I'd like to think it was successful. The beginning of the party started with the arrival of some of my friends. We began with a game of circle of death. That game is always a good ice breaker.
It's hard to not sound racist. And most of the time when people say, it's hard to not sound racist it's some racist bullshit. BUT ANYWAYS, there was a large amount of black guys. The ratio of black guys to everyone else was differently larger. It provided for an interesting night.
There was some drama with people. As there always is when people consume substances. I like to watch people's true self come out.
I don't want to be all introspective right now, after several jello shots and beers, and other things.
But honestly, that's all I'm finding right now. I know my true self is fucked up. I get weird when I drink. And I feel like I don't know how to react to people saying how attractive I am. Like I realize I'm hot. But to be told by x amount of people in a night. It makes me re-calculate some things.
I also know that I'm slightly crazy. But honestly, fuck it. It is what it is. And I fucking love myself. And wouldn't change a damn thing. FOR NOBODY.
Tonight, I'm going to fall asleep next to one of my best-friends. I feel good. I feel happy. And I know that everything is going to eventually work out.