3 weeks off work, enjoying every moment, rewatching all the Seinfeld seasons, keeping in touch with exboyfriends, redying my hair blue and enjoying this 50 degree weather


word lyfe

we're dust - iron age

life right now is in between, unsure if i'm just content and not used to it.. or if i'm so over everything i think this feeling of numb is being content, either or, i'm hanging with my girls every day, living my 21 non-existent single life through them

pretty much got a gang going on, christy, kirby, lil b and i
in simplest form? we're unstoppable

2 single broads, 2 taken birds
get on our level

mrs. bone picker

There's so much I want to vent out right now but I don't even know where to start.

"status climbers, backstabbers, hypocrites, no good fucks, face the facts in the end you'll lose, don't wanna hear another excuse"

all this love, rainbow styling

I'm sitting in my boyfriend's trial hoodie right now and having the past 5 days alone in the house but not really, makes me remember my mid-life boston styles, not complaining this go around, just saying. (more or less saying coz I wanna run around the city but have no one in particular to ask to come, waah)

Also, I am the queen of events at work! My bosses always call me or ask me to do them, I don't mind coz I get free food, make new friends, and sell a shit ton. So tonight's event is a Boys & Girls club sponsored something or another, all I know is, I'm getting extra doll'd up, bigger lashes and high bouncy curls. So better get start getting ready now.... I gotta be there in 3 hours.

xo

15 step

my life lately in a couple of photos;










not resized, no captions, not caring really
i got the raise at work i deserved, got reminded how "young" i was today by someone who was double my age, and remembered how much humanity is based solely on selfish moves and money

Welp, I'm not starving, dying, or out of my fucking mind so I'm content.
xoxo

"let me take your hand, I'm shaking like milk..."

Lost in day dreams, cruising the day with a smile from ear to ear, working in a humble manner, constantly touching my neck, lost in a staring contest with the sky, humming tunes without real lyrics, falling all over in a big mess of life, being 21, being a dreamer makes me this.



"Songs about happiness murmured in dreams
When we both us knew
How the ending would be..."


Help me find myself, I'm walking down a road to nowhere fast.

just watched the other guys with my boyfriend, we drank coke zero, ate a ton of milky ways, and talked about 200 different things within 30 mins before the actual movie started, such a good night


best quote hands down?
Farrell: You ACCIDENTLY shot Jeter.
Wahlberg: DID I?


SO GOOOD, happy friday to meeeee xo

some people look at life as money signs, steps to move forward, preparing for nothing, and all surfaced materials,

the others look at life with beauty, heartache, friendships, and the rainy day to take a photo of yourself to adore later

we all fall under each category sometime or another, right now i'm really inbetween myself

broken social scene

sometimes i forget why i work open-close for almost 3 days straight, give up my weekends, give up the precious lounge time with my boyfriend, give up the endless blogging and photo taking i do when there is nothing else to do... and then i quickly get reminded why i love what i do and where i do it;



yup, that's my manager, my poor sick and helpless manager


fun life, i'm really blonde again, and i'm heading to my apt to house the mongos/50 lions for the next couple of days, late night chats, tourist shit, and home cook meals where we come


xo

today was a very terrible day, i cried for the first time in a long time

all of me - billie holiday

the weather's beautiful, i'm overly happy with chris, i'm really enjoying my job, my hair is slowly getting blonde, christy is amazing, and i'm gonna see mammoth grinder soon


life is treating me good

all this love, rainbow stylin

looking back on the people i used to once hold close to me make me realize we're all getting so much older in our lives... i think we all slowly just forget how important the little things are and in that sense it just makes me so sad to look back on how it all once was


maybe this is what our parents were saying when they told us to hold our youth dear,
you can always move forward but ya can never go back

i won't lie, i miss you more than you think

you tell me the morning after

"Come to me with wounds you want to heal
I'll listen and I'll try to understand the way you feel

Never fear that I'll be gone from here
I'll always be around for you to talk to me, my dear"

-Lush, Papasan

metric

After the gym today, in a scurry of my mess, words, thoughts.. I finally managed to get inside, take off my sweaty clothes, and sit myself down in front of the computer to just wander around. Checking all things in order, like I usually do when I get online.. within my email, there was only one unread message. It was my father.

My appa decided to write me a letter...online. My 67 year old dad took his time to sign on AOL, open a new message and write to me. His broken english is very noticeable within the broken sentences he managed to type. And there I sat in silence, in a empty house, and cried.


In that small amount of time I quickly read through he's paragraph, I was placed back into reality where whatever I buy, how much time I spend working, who I meet, how many lyrics I can remember doesn't fucking matter. I stepped back, looked at the big picture of my life again and realized.. I'm only at a chapter in my life. I've got a whole book to finish and all I'm doing is wasting, wasting, wasting time.

The whole reason of me leaving Pensacola is to be someone different than the friends and people I knew. The whole reason I left my family, abandoned my friends, quit school was forgotten. I forgot who I once was and my headstrong ways to meet all my goals.

If my mother was still here, she would be disappointed in me.
Time to shutdown my whiny ways and make my life happen, now.


Where do you live, love is a place.

Am I in the right spot in life with him? Am I really looking to be loved?
20 years old and I think at this point in time, I can honestly say.. I don't know.

I hope the 25 year old me doesn't look back and be disappointed.
Live fast, Die young.

“People don’t want their lives fixed. Nobody wants their problems solved. Their dramas. Their distractions. Their stories resolved. Their messes cleaned up. Because what would they have left? Just the big scary unknown.”

-Chuck Palahniuk

two different tears - the wonder girls

REAL TALK?

Having a best friend and/or a group of girlfriends is nice and all, but in this in between age where everyone grows up at different paces and everyone's in different chapters makes life just more confusing. Friends aren't forever. They come and go. Being healthy, having money saved and my maturity will save me in the end and until then, I'm fine being as alone as possible.

I will NEVER fake who I am, until the day that I die.
I rather have no friends then fake friends.

same old story, same old tale

I haven't felt like this in a long time,
it's the worst feeling in the world when you get a flashback of your past,
the past you tried to grow and stay away from

they say every relationship is different,
but i gotta admit, every single one seems like the same road just a slightly different scenery.


My eyes are swollen and all of a sudden, I'm in a lost for words.
Who can I turn too now?

glee's gaga commerical

"So yes, I am a Gaga supporter. I’m Team Gaga. She’s my girl. My pop Arsenal; my dance Red Sox; my fashion England."
-Moran (New York Times)

life is wonderful

"I am attracted to people who make this effort in knowing what suits them - they are individual and stylish."
-Vivienne Westwood

"My mom is a neverending song in my heart of comfort,
happiness, and being. I may sometimes forget the words but I always
remember the tune." -Graycie Harmon

I'm doing good at work, so people don't like me much or talk to me now.
It's totally fine in my book because in my real world of life, they don't matter.
My job is to sell and make money and I'll always do my job well. Forever.

If you're in Chicago, come to this show!!!
http://www.facebook.com/#!/event.php?eid=118116994876302


xoxo

oh yeeeash

http://x-monument.livejournal.com/68649.html#cutid1

my life in the past month or so in photo form


xoxo

"would you give it all up"

"Some women choose to follow men, and some women choose to follow their dreams. If you're wondering which way to go, remember that your career will never wake up and tell you that it doesn't love you anymore."

-Lady Gaga

godspeed you! black emperor

Marc G from San Fran sent me a cute little package,
it's the best thing I've got from someone so randomly in a long time.

i miss boston on a week like this, i start to talk about it a lot
and wish i were riding bikes with my random friends that meant the world to me
i daydream about the hilarious people i socialized with at Charlie's Kitchen
and the random stories my roommate would babble on about
i think of the random punk house, gigs, and spikey jacket friends i had

then i realize it's not the city i cared so much about,
it was my lifestyle and the little things that made it what it was.