If I could visit myself 7yrs ago and tell me that, I would have had many happy years of anticipation preceding now. and what with grades, training, new people in my life and other such things, year 2012 has started off just the way I’d hoped.
So true
“If you go to someone’s house and they don’t have books, don’t fuck that person”
It’s not that people are disgusted by the open display of motherhood. They’re just pissed that that doughy little baby head is getting in the way of a sweet boob flash. This “Boobie Beanie,” available on Etsy, allows moms to feed their babies in any location, while appeasing public breastfeeding critics who think breasts should be used less for infant sustenance and more for Spring Break wild-going.(x)
Creature of the Night, my latest song ;)
I’m trying so hard not to be angry, but it’s never been so difficult. I let you in when it was so hard to trust, not just let you into my life, but my thoughts, my worries, my home and at Christmas- my family let you in too. They struggle to let anyone in anymore after they’ve seen us kids hurt by others. I’ve been hurt in the past, and in some pretty shitty ways, but you seem to overlook the words like I love you, the things in which I confide to you, and then you say things like that?!? I would love for Love to be a priority for me, but that seems impossible after that. I don’t know what hurts more- the words, the fact I trusted you, or the fact I believed anything you said. If you can throw it away that easily, how on earth could I believe in what you ‘feel’ again? I didn’t get into a relationship with this girl, and when I said take the good with the bad, I didn’t mean you could talk to me like a piece of shit and I’d stick around for long after. It’s gonna take a lot and a lot of time for me to get out of this numbness and these bursts of anger that breaks it up.
Impossible
I remember years ago, someone told me I should take caution when it comes to love..
Hide & Seek
Where are we? What the hell… Is going on? The dust has only just began to fall… Crop circles in the carpet, sinking, feeling… Spin me round again, and rub my eyes, this can’t be happening… Love this song.
Reve D’Or by Sergio Lopez




