The older you get, the more you realize you need a handful of good, close, tight friends. It’s hard to tell you who has your back from who has it long enough just to stab you in it. You see, true friends are like diamonds – bright, beautiful, valuable, and always in style.
Tag Archives: blue
Anchor Yourself To Something Special
Everything changed the day she figured out that there was exactly enough time for the important things in her life.
Lucky Strike
Today
I wondered why my eyelashes aren’t thick enough and why my feet aren’t
small enough. Then it hit me. Why do we take these insignificant things
like millimeters on lashes and shoe boxes and then try to fit ourselves
into those stupid molds? Why do I take the beauty that is me, and
measure it up to a shoe size? A length of hair on my eyes? Am I not the
more wonderful creation, far more great than those stupid things? Why do
we take ourselves and desecrate ourselves daily? Pushing ourselves into
cubicles because we think we are supposed to fit into them? Are we ice
cubes? And suddenly I just don’t understand the inadequacies anymore! Because they’re not even inadequacies, at all! I will laugh and be beautiful.
Continue reading Lucky Strike
I wondered why my eyelashes aren’t thick enough and why my feet aren’t
small enough. Then it hit me. Why do we take these insignificant things
like millimeters on lashes and shoe boxes and then try to fit ourselves
into those stupid molds? Why do I take the beauty that is me, and
measure it up to a shoe size? A length of hair on my eyes? Am I not the
more wonderful creation, far more great than those stupid things? Why do
we take ourselves and desecrate ourselves daily? Pushing ourselves into
cubicles because we think we are supposed to fit into them? Are we ice
cubes? And suddenly I just don’t understand the inadequacies anymore! Because they’re not even inadequacies, at all! I will laugh and be beautiful.
Continue reading Lucky Strike
Swing Out Sister
It’s been a week long absence from posting because 1.) schedule has been
off the hook and 2.) there was no internet at home, my mom managed to
survive through my ordeal
by getting my postpaid tattoo and I consumed too much data and as per
the Fair Usage Policy, I was using up too much bandwidth that my
internet had to be slower to give a chance to others.
Continue reading Swing Out Sister
off the hook and 2.) there was no internet at home, my mom managed to
survive through my ordeal
by getting my postpaid tattoo and I consumed too much data and as per
the Fair Usage Policy, I was using up too much bandwidth that my
internet had to be slower to give a chance to others.
Continue reading Swing Out Sister
Neon Autumn
We are entering the Dark Ages, my friend, but this time there were will be lots of neon, and screen savers, and street lighting.
Edward St. Aubyn, Lost For Words