So if you know me and have seen me recently, you’d know that I lost a casual thirty-five pounds.
And if you’ve noticed, you’ve probably asked me how I lost it
And if you asked me how I lost it, I probably said I fell in love.
Remember when I told you I believe in having multiple soulmates?
I think I found one.
A person whom I loved at first sight but didn’t know it.
The thing about bars and clubs here is that each one has a different vibe and experience. There’s Space, for the nights you can’t remember, YAB, for the great music and passing through, Babylon, for an hour or so and Bamboo for… well, I don’t even know.
Summer Romances are full of so many things.
The excitement of sneaking out in the middle of the night. The excitement of sneaking around; Pretending like no one knows the relationship you have. Sex in weird places and conversations in bed. Continue reading “That 3 Year Summer Romance”
I had my first broken heart this year…
“I know how it feels. I know exactly how it feels to cry in the shower so no one can hear you, and waiting for everyone to fall asleep so you can fall apart, for everything to hurt so bad you just want it all to end. I know exactly how it feels…”
I’m slowly coming to a conclusion that all boys suck and are useless. Even the ones we fall in love with, marry and have cute little mini me’s with. THEY ALL SUCK. Even though I have a humungous crush on one right now…. he sucks, mostly because he snores. I have come to this conclusion based on the fact that right when I got out of bed a few days ago this certain boy told me “you look fine” and proceeded to tell me that I could go into public looking like that.
There is a fine line between letting go, moving on, and being forgotten.
Letting Go, meaning you realize that the past is the past and everything happens for a reason. The point you reach where you know that you will be okay without the person who acted your other half for three years. You might have even realized that it’s actually for the best and you are a better person because of it.
Sitting in pure silence jamming to Miley Cyrus…
Random, I know!
The old Miley with good meaningful lyrics, not balls to the wall, teddy bear leotard, twerking Miley.