Jamie

Hi. I'm in love with my best friend. Here is my contradicting life. 💕6.25.15

[jlynn0090]

When your boyfriend and you tweet about your engagement.... 💁🏻oh, I'm sorry FIANCÉ. 😄💕👍🏼

[jlynn0090]

Hey best friend @rsdill

[whisperingbones]

marry me. let’s spend our week nights eating cereal on the floor when there is a perfectly fine table behind us. we can go to the movies and sit in the back row just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time. marry me. we’ll paint the rooms of our house and get more paint on us than the walls. we can hold hands and go to parties we end up ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub. marry me. and slow dance with me in our bedroom with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand. let me love you forever. marry me.

slow mornings drinking coffee naked in bed and your hands on my face when you kiss me goodnight. marry me. d.a.h (via whisperingbones) @rsdill 💕💕💕 Marry me?

[foxmouth]

[champane]

[jlynn0090]

Our Saturday mornings are my favorite 💕

[sarahseeandersen]

[jlynn0090]

Yes

[jlynn0090]

I'm infatuated with us. I'm so happy to be yours❤️

[bong-rips-for-sad-chicks]

All my shit cute 💕

[420here-deactivated20160203]

[legalizethecannabis]

Time to legalize cannabis

[jlynn0090]

Yes please.

[jlynn0090]

True

[qundel-blog]

Meow 🐱

[rsdill]

And if I could swim I’d swim out to you in the ocean, Swim out to where you were floating in the dark. And if was blessed I walk on the water you’re breathing, To lend you some air for that heaving Sunken chest. ‘Cause they chose you As the model For their empty little dreams. With your new head And your legs spread Like a filthy magazine. And they hunt you And they gut you And you give in. And if I was brave I’d climb up to you on the mountain. They led you to drink from their fountain Spouting lies. And I’d slay The horrible beast they commissioned To steer me away from my mission To your eyes, And I’d stand there Like a soldier With my foot upon his chest. With my grin spread And my arms out In my bloodstained Sunday’s best, And you’d hold me I’d remind you Who you are… Under their shell.. I’d walk through hell for you. Let it burn right through my shoes. These soles are useless without you. Through hell for you Let the torturing ensue. My soul is useless without you And if they sent a whirlwind, I’d hug it like a harmless little tree. Or an earthquake, I’d calm it, And I’d bring you back to me, And I’d hold you In my weak arms like a first born. I’d walk through hell for you. Let it burn right through my shoes. These soles are useless without you. Through hell for you Let the torturing ensue. My soul is useless without you (through hell for you) (through hell for you) without you Without you (through hell for you) Without you (through hell for you) Now, I’ve walked through hell for you, What’s an adventurer to do But rest these feet at home with you

Say Anything (via rsdill)

Danyelle has one awesome father. He has gone through hell for her. ❤️ love you.

[jlynn0090]

Whenever I have a rough time this song helps.. When you're feeling alone , listen.

[jlynn0090]

So many thoughts..

I have so many thoughts about you flooding my brain. From the cute photo I saw of you today to your gentle cracking morning voice. It may almost be obsessive, but you are what my heart beats for. I can’t help it. Your smile makes me weak, your touch makes my tummy get the good butterflies (not the anxiety ones). Your presence makes me calm, instantly. It’s like some black magic. I hate when we even get into our little tiny “arguments” since we never have really fought . Sometimes you piss me off, sometimes I’m impatient, sometimes I piss you off, sometimes you’re impatient with me. That’s the beauty of our love, we are both flawed and know we both make mistakes. We forgive each other for those tense moments and just move on because it isn’t worth hurting each other over. We are together to protect each other, hurting you is what I completely avoid, and I get enraged when others do you wrong. I don’t think I knew what the true meaning of “love” meant until it slipped out that one night. Those words jumped out of my mouth like a sky diver in an airplane; it was that split second of courage. I look back to how much I cared for you then verses now, and it blows my mind. Each day, each week, each month you’ve proven to me how loyal of a friend you are. I don’t have to HIDE anymore, I don’t have to be ASHAMED of who I am. I’m damn weird sometimes and it just makes you smile, and I’m so thankful for that. Today marked our 6 month anniversary and well beyond a year of bonding and creating a foundation for our relationship. It’s only going to get stronger from here. I feel that in 10 years I’ll find this message and just reminisce about how much we’ve grown.

I’m not a hostile person. I’m a lover before a fighter any day. I will keep your soul safe and away from harms way. I’ll defend your family and loved ones. Ill be your childrens’ best friend and mentor, always there to lend a listening ear when they feel alone in this cold world. Ill be another system of support and love, never with intentions to harm them in anyway; but in fact keep them out of harm’s way.

These are just a few of the million thoughts that run through my head daily and I hope you understand how much I value your life. ❤️

[jlynn0090]

Hi, this is the best picture I have with my boyfriend. He's handsome, smart, talented and over all a well rounded compassionate human being. I honestly thought I was going to be alone my entire life. I really truly believed that. And with our small past we do have, I never thought it would be YOU, that I'd have my heart set on, but lord am I thankful I do. Happy six months, and Merry Christmas. I hope next year the four of us can be together (5 counting pumpkin) and hopefully then we can get a complete family picture. But for right now - here is us - ❤️ 6.25.15

[jlynn0090]

This is for the days...

This is for the days when our hearts hurt like hell, pulsating with a fierce, fiery pain. This is for the days when we bite back tears, trying too hard to swallow them whole. This is for the days when our souls feel heavy, so we slump our tired shoulders down, down, down. This is for the days when getting out of bed feels like a bad-ass, award-winning achievement. This is for the days when we tremble with anger, our temper on super-short hairline-triggers. This is for the days when we feel empty, useless and invisible, like a hungry ghost. This is for those days that rip us wide open, leaving us naked and exhausted, shivering in the dark. The days where we just want to give up. The days where we want to run far, far, away. But, we can’t. We can’t run. Or hide. Or give up. Because if we did, the only person we would be running from is ourselves. We would be giving up on ourselves. Hiding from ourselves. So, yes, we can try to bail and haphazardly fling ourselves under a fast-moving bus when the going gets tough. But the thing is—we actually need ourselves the most on those fucking tough, trying and terrible days.