This Is Where I Stay
There seems to be so little time to do all that I want but at the same time too much time waiting for things to happen. I can't wait for MY life to start. But, life has a habit of getting in the way.
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Must.Love.Dogs.
If ever.
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Trying to catch up on this whole blogging thing… so I turned 24 two weeks ago. J babe bought me a purse for my birthday. He told me to close my eyes before opening it. Was surprised he bought me a gift. I never expect it. Especially since our anniversary is in the beginning of December, Christmas, then my birthday a week later.
But… I ain’t complaining. I love it. He even went on a mission for a purple bag (purple is my favie color). I also haven’t bought a bag in 3 years… recovering designer bag addict right here.
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Went snowboarding yesterday!
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(Source: drewdlesaurus)
- A breakdown of the coming of 2012.
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May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.
And for this year, my wish for each of us is small and very simple.
And it’s this.
I hope that in this year to come, you make mistakes.
Because if you are making mistakes, then you are making new things, trying new things, learning, living, pushing yourself, changing yourself, changing your world. You’re doing things you’ve never done before, and more importantly, you’re Doing Something.
So that’s my wish for you, and all of us, and my wish for myself. Make New Mistakes. Make glorious, amazing mistakes. Make mistakes nobody’s ever made before. Don’t freeze, don’t stop, don’t worry that it isn’t good enough, or it isn’t perfect, whatever it is: art, or love, or work or family or life.
Whatever it is you’re scared of doing, Do it.
Make your mistakes, next year and forever
"Neil Gaiman (via infragilefashion)(via hellociara)
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2011
Oh 2011… good and bad. Just like any other year. Learned a few valuable lessons. Had my heart broken more than a few times over some situations. Lost a lot of people, but maybe deep down inside I knew that these people weren’t my friends anymore and I let them out of my life without stopping them. And that is okay. People grow apart, we all change.
I made new friends. Got in touch with old friends. I forgave a few people. And for me that is a big thing. I’ve been burned badly in the past, but this time I think the whole “forgive & forget” worked out for the best.
I learned how to accept things. Not to expect too much. Realized that I can’t control everything and I just have to hope for the best.
I figured out that I need to make the most out of what I have now, that I can’t wait anymore. I need to act. I need to dream my little dreams a little bit bigger.
Life is amazing. And everything happens for a reason. I love my life. I love the few people that are in it, for those people are the ones who accept me for who I am, who I want to be, and love me with the best kind of love… the love of understanding.
I can’t wait for the blessings of 2012. It is going to be a good year because I know I am going to make the best out of it.
- "The useless days will add up to something. The shitty waitressing jobs. The hours writing in your journal. The long meandering walks. The hours reading poetry and story collections and novels and dead people’s diaries and wondering about sex and God and whether you should shave under your arms or not. These things are your becoming."
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Friendship is a two way street
I guess as we get older, the friends we once had just don’t cross paths anymore. And the friends we used to be inseparable with just don’t call anymore.
I sometimes hate having a Facebook account and seeing things or events I wasn’t invited to. Especially when it seems like I was making an effort to hang out with those people to only get those empty response texts like “Yeah we should! I miss you too!”
Such is life. To 2012 for new beginnings and new friendships.
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"Your memory is a monster; you forget, it doesn’t. It simply files things away. It keeps things for you, or hides things from you, and summons them to your recall with a will of its own. You think you have a memory; but it has you."
(via zombiekittypinkblush)
(via wearehappyandfree)
