Heart of the ocean
Anonymous asked: Get on skype again sometime. You're the coolest.
What! Awh thank you! Im on skype now :0
Anonymous asked: Describe your favorite qualities in a girl. Are you and nikkole together?
Blonde, green eyed, smart, pretty, creative, aka Nikole.
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and a real hero.
Weddings!
Well, weddings are something else, i must say. My best friend Nikole and I went to my coworkers wedding yesterday.
We shared a little vodka in the car before we went and sat in the really hot sun, as i witnessed for the first time since i was 7 or so, a bride walking down the isle. I dont know if it was the lack of water, the beating sun, or all the vodka, but when i watched the bride dance with her dad, i totally lost my shit.
Im so emotional when i’m awake.
Of course me and nikole were like “OOOommgmgmg we’re never getting married…blahblah” which really isnt true, but sometimes i totally believe it.
Then we proceeded to tear up the dance floor like crazy people (we were the only ones dancing most of the time) and convinced the bartender we were lovers.
Did i mention we were wearing completely matching outfits, right down to our titanic heart of the ocean necklaces?
Oh, i thought you knew.
XO
(Source: o-rgasms, via radii-cal)
animal rights
Dont act like you knew me, or post photos of me like you were still nice to me.
(If i die)
I can tell your still not over it. (Talking to younger self) The pain. You’ll gradually get over the pain. It doesn’t go away, not for a long time, but it becomes easier to live with. Of course, there are those nights you can’t sleep or where you don’t wanna wake up in the morning. He’ll get inside your head, you’ll think of every date you had. Every conversation. Every good and bad moment. Every touch. Every kiss. Every I love you. Everything. And then finally you think about the break up. The words he said. The supposed lies. The tears that filled you eyes but you didn’t even want to come close to crying, because in your head it shows he won. He won the race. The one of which one of you two would break the others heart first. And than your nothing to him, but the past. He says “let’s be friends”. But that’s never gunna happen. If two past lovers are friends, than there’s some feelings there still. And deep down you know he’s moved on. That’s when you dwell and become depress. You stop. Everything stops for awhile. It’s like your confused with your adolescence teenage life. All the things you used to do. Gone. Friends. They start picking sides. You’ll feel like dirt or get pitied. It’s pathetic. But you’re also numb. The person who gave you some sort of importance ripped it out of your hands. Asshole. You can’t stop thinking about him for awhile. But then one morning you wake up and he’s not the first thing on your mind. And then a few months down the line you realize you’ve made it through half the day without thinking of him. Sometimes it takes months, sometimes, years, but eventually you reach a point when you only think about him occasionally. You manage to do this because you don’t see him, you don’t hear about him and you try not to think about him with all your strength. But one day, BAM! You bump into him walking down the street, or someone unexpectedly mentions their name… and the memories come flooding back. It’s a cycle. A cruel, cruel cycle. But that’s love for ya. You hear people say “forget about him, you’ll do better. You’ll find better”. And your probably thinking how? How can you forget someone who gave you so much to remember. Well that’s something that I can’t tell you. But I promise all he’ll become is a memory. Your first love, is called your first for a reason. He’s not your last. Now go live your life.
i feel you would really like this.
You were right. I loved it. Excellent writing.
Ex Bf proverbz
Lookin like a bag of money.
(via thrivehigh)
AHHHH, life.
I seriously just got apple TV the other day and im so in love with it.
I mostly just stumble around Youtube and watch shit until i get bored and go back and set on my bed and go on tumblr and rant.
Ha! I act like i’ve watched it more than once! I havent. I dont have time.
Today, someone ( an elderly woman ) accidentally gassed it instead of hitting the breaks and plowed into my salon.
The wall cracked and all the product flew off the walls. The whole foundation of the salon is jacked up, and the best part was: The lady CAME BACK 2 HOURS LATER, and got her hair done.
No, no. If I ever do that, i am bailing to another city and hiring a driver.
I have a clean record (with the exception of rear-ending my ex boyfriend at age 16) not once accident, or even a ticket.
I get the good driver discount, and i plan to stay that way till death do i go.
There is such a rude ringing in my ear right now, ah! Its making me think crazy things!
I need more sleep, who am i right now, my god.