
Just like old times :-) (Taken with instagram)

Just like old times :-) (Taken with instagram)

Brother and me:-) #siblings #love (Taken with Instagram at Rush Street)

My bro and his best friend..crazy as ever! #food #beer #night #rush #culvercity (Taken with Instagram at Rush Street)

My lovely iPhone case 💋 (Taken with instagram)
it’s been almost a year..nearly forgot about the ole bloggy. lots has happened since 0811…I guess…i got a boyfriend, fell in love and am counting the days until we’re in wedded bliss [heehee as of now it’s unofficial, but I know he wants to marry me]Â
last year was rough. i finally had the opportunity to let quite a few things go that were heavy on my heart. the emotions used to be gripping-anger…sadness..confusion..etc. but like it’s commonly said, time heals. in my case, time swept it away-out of my mind, and out of my life.Â
it’s late. I should be sleeping and I can’t get the rest of my thoughts together in an interesting blog-type-read-way right now. more later (hopefully)Â
<3

Really index finger?! (Taken with instagram)
i hope to one day be as fly….
…people should put more care into the way they run around treating [other] [s].
doesn’t just apply to men. Applies to all, MOST importantly friendships. Some may not realize, but the ones you affect do much more than you’ll ever know. NObody is perfect..the strongest is one who knows their true intentions and walks away before it is too late. if the whole charade was fake to begin with, what a wonderful fucking way to show it
I’m seeing the [good] in [good]bye

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today was a turning point. for the first time in I’d say, at least two years, I was TRULY HAPPY with my life. and from this point on, I’m gonna do whatever it takes to keep things that way..

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note to self?
..yes<3.
smh. the title has more to do with me writing in here more than it does on this entry. I do a good amount of verbal talking, but it’s not the same. need to get back into the writing groove! I was falling asleep on the way home but now that I’m in bed all I’ve been doing is thinking, thinking and more thinking. so many thoughts, so many questions. not expecting answers but just wanting some type of release.
This whole week…or more like the past few days in particular just haven’t felt right. It comes in waves. I’ll be doing okay, and then before you know it I’m back in the same rut. Don’t know if it’s me letting even the smallest things get to me…reading too little, too much or maybe just incorrectly into what has or hasn’t been said..or how my feelings just continue to APPEAR and PERSIST.Â
They ask why I’m still here..they say I should stop caring so much, that I need to let go. I’m asking myself the same questions. Why am I here? Why do I care so much? Why can’t I let go? I make excuses..it’s become comfortable. Is it really necessary to be dramatic? Are things as bad as I make them seem? As much as I feel like I know what should be done, I still feel lost, scared, upset….
Yes I am sensitive to an extent, and yes it has been a struggle to learn how to stop taking so much to heart. when it comes to some people I can’t help but care…and in return I expect some basic level of reciprocity from them. Am I asking for too much? I’ve tried as best as I can but I won’t keep trying for the rest of my life.
I just hope that you miss me a little when I’m gone-Aubrey ‘Drake’ Graham

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For an entire year I literally lost my damn mind and hit rock bottom. It feel good to rediscover yourself and realize your own growth as a human being….sometimes obstacles are put in front of you to learn lessons and give further value to your own life….I than God everyday now that I’m alive and…