December 2010
Dress, fishnets, boyfriend cardigan, fur hat, glitter, wine, beer, vodka, and my best friends. I think I’m in for a pretty good New Years. Here’s to a better year, a fresh start, and new dreams.
Somewhere between snow covered boots, cold winter nights, vodka induced thinking, perfume, painting nails, glitter, Bob Gandhi and best friends life got okay. :)
If I could some how fix things, I would. So many things need to be changed. So many things need to be mended.
Life somehow makes a bit more sense than it use to. Christmas came and went, and it seems as if it was non existent to me. I didn’t get excited, I wasn’t interested in family events, and I don’t really care to take part anymore. This being said, the last couple days have been pretty good. Between a packed mall, snowy roads and the ridiculous amount of laughter from my family of...
They fixed your brain when you were young. They fixed your brain. They fixed it. Before you knew the difference.
It takes a great deal of courage to challenge ones own beliefs.
It came to me then, that every plan, is a tiny prayer to father time.
We’re are so tightly bound, that now, I don’t know where I begin and you end.
It’s empty in the valley of your heart, the sun it rises slowly as you walk, away from all the fears and all the faults you’ve left behind.
“I want so badly to believe that there is truth, that love is real and I want...”
– Clark Gable - The Postal Service.
CSI Miami. Jesus hottness. Eric, you’re ridiculously good looking. Just saying.
Pretty much love my best friend to pieces. The most fucked up situations happen to us. Pass out until three am, I wouldn’t change a second of our ridiculousness. Merry Christmas. Sorta.
Christmas Eve with the best friend. :)
Filled with bawling, laughing, bucket full of goodness, and The Grinch. It’s safe to say it’s a good night.
