[crazy-always-lazy]

sometimes when i’m really tired after a night shift and im listening to apartment by young the giant i’ll remember how it feels to act like you’re invincible. how spending your last $30 on dumb shit didn’t matter because you worked tomorrow and you’d make $400 anyway. flirting with boys at work to distract yourself from being in love with a certain toxic ex, the one you’d drop anything for if he called, even if you knew he just wanted to have sex with you. it didn’t matter because life was unserious and his touch had to of counted for something right? (wrong btw) you’d clean the house with your best friend just to mess it up again later that night, dominos in one hand and a bottle of barefoot in the other. you and the girls tuckered yourselves out talking about bad boyfriends and devising a plan to call off tomorrow, snuggled in the same bed.

you’ll never go back there, and for the most part you don’t want to, but when a certain song comes on shuffle it comes flooding back to you. and you’re forever grateful.

[crazy-always-lazy]

i turn 26 in 30 minutes

i am ringing in my 26th birthday in bed with my fiance, who loves me very much. 26 is not a big ticket birthday. i turned quarter of a century year old last year, and 25 has aged me similarly to how 23 aged me. i am engaged, which looking back i knew would always happen. i was never going to be the 30 and single girl. i was also never going to be the 22 and married girl. i fell exactly where i knew i would, because i promised myself many birthdays ago that i would not be my mother.

speaking of mothers, on the last day of my 25th year, i got an abortion. “i’m pro choice but i don’t think i could ever do that personally” i was wrong about that. two rock solid lines, 1 freaking out best friend and a call to my fiance later, i’m calling planned parenthood, excited to see the ultrasound and smiling with my positive test, but knowing that for the better, it’s best to say goodbye.

that was single-handedly most physically and emotionally painful thing i’ve ever been through.

but i turn 26 in 14 minutes minutes, and my fiance got me a pink ipad for my birthday and he said i could play with it right at midnight, so there’s no time to dwell on that. happy birthday to me.

[vintagelasvegas]

Tropicana, 1960

The neon "Tropicana" sign was added over the fountain in 1960.

[roaldamundsen]

beautiful caffeine on an empty stomach I'm going to live forever

[roaldamundsen]

hopital

[frachella]

[loubis-and-champagne]

x

[pisces-amor]

[embeccy]

"You deserve a lover who takes away the lies and brings you hope, coffee, and poetry."

- Frida Kahlo

[crazy-always-lazy]

today i purged.

I threw away a trash bag and a half of expired makeup (hardly used). Old mail. W-2’s from almost 10 years ago. Expired skin care (never used). Clothes that don’t fit, and won’t ever fit again. Random junky trinkets. All things i’ve been carrying with me for no apparent reason for the last 7 or so years. After that I made salmon fried rice. had an ice cream sandwich. did a face mask. did a foot peel mask. did all my skin care. brushed. showered. flossed. drank water. didn’t pick up my phone too much. made my bed and put on cute pajamas and lotion on my legs. lit a candle. got into bed and thought “i purged today”. and now, 8 years later, that sentence has a completely different meaning to me.

and i couldn’t be more grateful.

[diamondtrashangel]

[9710144]

[caats]

[magpiegirlforever]

wearing underwear with a little ribbon on them is like a princess thing

[amygdalae]

finding out that ‘dont treat me rough treat me really niceys” is an actual lana del rey lyric and not just a funny meme phrase was damaging enough to my psyche

but then i looked up the lyrics and not only is that line directly after the lyric “drugs, suck it up, like vanilla icies” (rhyming niceys with icies) but also the first line of the song is “my pussy tastes like Pepsi cola”. ms del rey this is disastrous what are you doing

[paolabracho-deactivated20230704]

i cant believe ive been on tumblr long enough to see people finding out & dragging lana del rey’s “cola” rather than having that shit tattooed on their gums or something

[camillepagliahater]

OP literally kill yourself…. what are you like a zoomer? Grow up.

[bakwaaas]

the feminine urge to buy an overpriced Drink every time it’s sunny outside

[zzzanzzz-deactivated20201124]

what if we both destroyed our gut microflora... and we were both sedentary , media addicted and living in the first world

[schuylerpeck]

the feminine urge to be ominous & terrifying

[weltenwellen]

Nikki Giovanni, The Collected Poetry, 1968-1998