I'm in love with my crazy, beautiful life.

Haven’t posted in awhile, but it’s because I am...

Sun, 21 Apr 2013 17:35:32 -0700

Haven’t posted in awhile, but it’s because I am happy, happy, happy and don’t have time for social media!!!

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Tue, 12 Mar 2013 13:59:46 -0700

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Sat, 09 Mar 2013 11:22:17 -0800

"The Pacific is my home ocean; I knew it first, grew up on its shore, collected marine animals along..."

Wed, 27 Feb 2013 09:36:53 -0800

“The Pacific is my home ocean; I knew it first, grew up on its shore, collected marine animals along the coast. I know its moods, its color, its nature. It was very far inland that I caught the first smell of the Pacific. When one has been long at sea, the smell of land reaches far out to greet one. And the same is true when one has been long inland. I believe I smelled the sea rocks and the kelp and the excitement of churning sea water, the sharpness of iodine and the under odor of washed and ground calcareous shells. Such a far-off and remembered odor comes subtly so that one does not consciously smell it, but rather an electric excitement is released — a kind of boisterous joy.”

- John Steinbeck, Travels With Charley (via jamesbrandonoshea)

PMS

Wed, 27 Feb 2013 09:35:59 -0800

I don’t like to blame things on PMS. And I don’t know if it is the fact that I am (or should be) PMSing or the fact that you were gone for five days, but FUCK. This is not just your apartment. How many times do you have to be asked not to move other people’s stuff? Don’t stay in the bathroom with the door shut and locked for AN HOUR every morning. We are all just as busy and have places to be. You’re selfish. Don’t bring a study group to the apartment when your two roommates are sitting quietly in the living room. You never ask, you just DO. I shouldn’t have to leave the apartment and hide out in another building because every little fucking thing you do makes me want to kill you. Thank GOD we have 74 days until graduation. Thank GOD I will never have to live with you and your drama ever again. I’m moving home and never looking back. Have a nice life, hope you don’t end up like your mother.

"We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable,..."

Tue, 26 Feb 2013 19:24:24 -0800

“We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.”

- E.E. Cummings (via thatkindofwoman)

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Mon, 25 Feb 2013 10:23:34 -0800

You Know

Mon, 25 Feb 2013 10:15:57 -0800

It was a good weekend when you’re still sore on Monday and have a feeling of complete content. Lovely.

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Wed, 20 Feb 2013 12:24:51 -0800

"We are afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care at all."

Sun, 17 Feb 2013 19:51:36 -0800

“We are afraid to care too much, for fear that the other person does not care at all.”

- Eleanor Roosevelt (via prufrockslovesong)

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Thu, 14 Feb 2013 21:38:08 -0800

staceythinx: Oil drops captured by macro photographer Vendula...

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 12:23:44 -0800

staceythinx:

Oil drops captured by macro photographer Vendula Adriana Kaprálová Hauznerová

Birthday flowers.

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 12:22:40 -0800

Birthday flowers.

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Wed, 13 Feb 2013 12:20:29 -0800

22

Wed, 13 Feb 2013 12:12:37 -0800

Today is my 22nd birthday. Wow. When did I get this old? I swear I was just 18 two days ago. Time flies when you’re having fun. Here’s to many more!

Only Child

Tue, 12 Feb 2013 14:30:40 -0800

Apparently as an only child, I am psychologically prone to be disagreeable and obsessed with my own personal achievement. Thanks for pointing that out.

Really?

Tue, 12 Feb 2013 09:47:30 -0800

When you come back to the apartment and I’m playing music, you don’t turn the TV on. And you don’t turn it up to drown my music out. And you don’t move other people’s stuff because you’re a psycho clean freak. It’s called communication. It’s called manners. I’m sick of schooling you and putting up with you.

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Mon, 04 Feb 2013 12:45:24 -0800