Well, it's been a fucking while.
So...
It's been basically a year since I wrote here.
My life in my eyes was the devil, and everything I did was always my fault.
I don't see things this way anymore.
In my (I want to do things for me...
I want about a million things right now.
I want a tattoo.
I want my left nipple pierced.
I want to try Yoga.
I want to move out.
I want to join a Gym.
I want to try Resistance Tubing Workouts.
I want the money to buy my own healthy groceries.
I want to leave payless for a Job that makes me happy (but i'm scared to do it)
I want to design and make clothes.
I want to write a Pissed off letter to Cosmopolotain Magazine to rant that they never EVER have true plus size models in their fashion spreads (a size twelve does not constitute plus size to me, sorry ladies).
I want to lead and never follow.
I want to learn the guitar.
I want to get back into drawing and writing.
I want to tell everyone where to go.
I want Melissa to stop being a spoiled brat and act like the 21 year old that she is.
I want to disappear for a couple of days.
I want to go out drinking, fucked up and dancing.
I want to try being promiscuous (but that is not who I am).
I want to paint my house.
I only want to answer to me.
*sigh*
what am I doing?
~ Nicole) I wrote a lot of things that I wanted to do that at the time seemed unattainable... I was wrong.
I got my left nipple pierced.
I've tried Yoga.
I own a resistance tube.
I haven't joined a gym, but i'm more active. And I eat healthier.
I left Payless, and I am an apprentice now. I love my Job. It's so good for me.
I've designed and made a few pieces of clothes.
I haven't written to Cosmo...but i don't read that shit anymore now.
I never follow what others are doing. I cut my own path.
I'm learning the guitar.
I draw and I write and express myself.
I've told people where to go...and I will keep doing it if need be.
Mel is still a five year old...but i can't change that.
I've been Horendously drunk and fucked up.
I've been promiscuous and I don't care.
My house is still that gnarly color.
But i only answer to me.
Life has gotten better. Been a little rough...but I think it's on the upswing again.
I did my first piercing today. and now I KNOW I can do more.
I feel so rewarded.
gosh. ^_^
It's been basically a year since I wrote here.
My life in my eyes was the devil, and everything I did was always my fault.
I don't see things this way anymore.
In my (I want to do things for me...
I want about a million things right now.
I want a tattoo.
I want my left nipple pierced.
I want to try Yoga.
I want to move out.
I want to join a Gym.
I want to try Resistance Tubing Workouts.
I want the money to buy my own healthy groceries.
I want to leave payless for a Job that makes me happy (but i'm scared to do it)
I want to design and make clothes.
I want to write a Pissed off letter to Cosmopolotain Magazine to rant that they never EVER have true plus size models in their fashion spreads (a size twelve does not constitute plus size to me, sorry ladies).
I want to lead and never follow.
I want to learn the guitar.
I want to get back into drawing and writing.
I want to tell everyone where to go.
I want Melissa to stop being a spoiled brat and act like the 21 year old that she is.
I want to disappear for a couple of days.
I want to go out drinking, fucked up and dancing.
I want to try being promiscuous (but that is not who I am).
I want to paint my house.
I only want to answer to me.
*sigh*
what am I doing?
~ Nicole) I wrote a lot of things that I wanted to do that at the time seemed unattainable... I was wrong.
I got my left nipple pierced.
I've tried Yoga.
I own a resistance tube.
I haven't joined a gym, but i'm more active. And I eat healthier.
I left Payless, and I am an apprentice now. I love my Job. It's so good for me.
I've designed and made a few pieces of clothes.
I haven't written to Cosmo...but i don't read that shit anymore now.
I never follow what others are doing. I cut my own path.
I'm learning the guitar.
I draw and I write and express myself.
I've told people where to go...and I will keep doing it if need be.
Mel is still a five year old...but i can't change that.
I've been Horendously drunk and fucked up.
I've been promiscuous and I don't care.
My house is still that gnarly color.
But i only answer to me.
Life has gotten better. Been a little rough...but I think it's on the upswing again.
I did my first piercing today. and now I KNOW I can do more.
I feel so rewarded.
gosh. ^_^