The queen of America
This dude gives me a flower whenever we run into each other. Tonight I found out why. (via drunklynsavagebootysparkles)
It has been one year since this dude revealed his feelings and we started seeing each other. It’s amazing how time flies and how things change. We no longer sit at Brew until Jacob’s Well opens and then sit outside Jacob’s Well and talk for hours until the sun rises, Jacob’s Well is closed forever and David is usually at work for the sun rise (I am usually asleep). Instead on the nights David is home we sit and watch M*A*S*H with his parents and spend the later hours driving around town smelling the night air.
A dude digs me.
I don’t know what to do with that information, so I’m just going to leave it here.
How excited am I? STUPID EXCITED! #nightvale #wtnv
that looks WONDERFUL! how did you get it dyed/painted like that?
Woo, the Northern Express credited me for the picture they used in the last issue! Too bad they used my maiden name and the not the name I gave them when I contacted them about using my work without crediting or contacting me. Close enough though, I think this is as good as it’s going to get.
Woah, one of my pictures was published! Although the publication (the Northern Express) forgot to credit me/ask if they could use it, I am still really excited and they will be running a correction next issue with my name anyways, so woo!
I know it’s just a local free paper, but it’s still exciting for me. Now if only I could find someone to publish my hundreds of pictures of chipmunks.
Today I feel like a babe, and also I have an instagram now and I dunno who to follow.
My sister is disturbingly pretty and apparently now has an instagram. Go follow her.
"just let obama try take my guns"
Flea markets/traveling markets are the best place to buy underwear and bras. Two bras for ten bucks! Such a great deal.