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Purple Rubber, Gandhi, and the Undead.
Taking a call for help in the floral department to inflate purple latex balloons tonight has altered my view of life, death, and all the spaces in between ( Read more... ) -
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Well, 12 days after my latest post, things have fallen into the new normal. I'm surprised at myself, but more surprised by how good things actually are. Regardless of how tough things get here and there, life always gets better. -
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I've had this five dollar bill folded in a heart shape since March, which was given to me by someone that I fell, all to swiftly, in love with. I've cherished it as a token of affection, and I told myself if there ever came a time in which I unfolded it to spend it, I needed to run (not walk) away from said person. I knew that if it ever meant ( Read more... ) -
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I was so, so wrong. And in the best possible of ways.
LIFE KEEPS GETTING BETTER. -
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I am so completely bummed. I'm so good at finding people that are really in to me...but are also in a relationship. That makes two good ones since I've been here. Super super bummer.
On the plus side, I've currently got two puppies acting as lap warmers. Tangible things are always better.
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Ok, seriously....WHO SAYS THEY DON'T LIKE JAZZ?!?!?!
THAT'S LIKE SAYING YOU DON'T LIKE ANY COMEDY! -
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Playing the waiting game is the pits, especially when it feels like you're being left out of the loop on purpose. Sadness. -
Lump in throat.
I feel awful that my departure came just as you started feeling alone. -
Wake up call
Generally speaking, this image below from this week's Post Secret is true.
However, after certain events transpired last night, I can see that maybe I've got it all wrong.
Maybe it's just a matter of letting the *right* people *in* at the right times. And I'm totally cool staying at arm's length and being pretty lonely until I find it again. ' ( Read more... ) -
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You were an ass-hole when we dated. Surprisingly, you treated me the worst of all of them. Your selective hearing and arrogance shocked me. We only lasted a few months, and you already had straying eyes. I cut you loose, you've mostly moved on, and I'm glad. We were never right for each other anyway. And you better believe my friends and I ( Read more... )