In some ways I'm proud of that chapter. I fought for love. I had poison ivy. You know, I lost, but I really fought. (Addison, Private Practice.) I knew I had to get over him so when the cute, movie-inspired idea of getting over a guy in 10 days popped into my mind, I really … Continue reading getting over a guy in 10 days: is it really possible?
Chuck: Two people that are meant to be together will eventually find their way back. Blair: Do you really think that? Chuck: I do. Blair: So do I. I found myself watching the final Chuck-Blair scene of Gossip Girl’s The Witches of Brunswick episode last night and rolling my eyes as the on-and-off-again couple recited the lines … Continue reading i don’t believe in fate (anymore). i believe in coincidence, choice, and possibilty.
Yes, that's me. My little brother, Nick, and me at the beach when we were 2 years old and 4 years old, respectively. We're pretty stinkin' cute, if I can say so myself. I love him so much! He was actually such a terror at that age, if you couldn't grasp that from the photo. … Continue reading you know what i don’t know. maybe there’s something wrong with me. because its not natural, its not womanly, maybe i am cold and heartless and dead inside.
It takes courage to grow up and become who you really are. ~e.e. cummings When people write about their weekend in Chicago, their stories are typically filled with touristy attractions, adventures at Cubs' game, trips down Michigan Avenue, and many meals of pizza and hot dogs. But that is 'them' and this is me. The … Continue reading don’t ask what the world needs. ask what makes you come alive, and go do it. because what the world needs is people who have come alive.
Memphis, Tennessee is where I'm writing this post from, on a stormy Thursday night. It's 7:17 pm CT and I'm cozied up under the bedsheets in my hotel room with absolutely no shame at all. The thunder keeps pounding away, making excuses for me why I'm in here and now exploring the sites of Beale Street. … Continue reading now i’m grown and all alone and wishin i was with you tonight. cause i can guarantee, things are sweeter in tennessee.
As much as I want to say what a fucking, shitty day this is, I'm a lady and won't result to using curse words to express my frustration. Oops...well, since I started I guess it's okay to continue. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I won't waste too much time on this since it's 4 pm and I … Continue reading fml: not much good about this morning