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Ramsey Santiago twenty-five Owner of Monster's Ink Soon to be Mom.

[armymxn]

it had been a long day at the shop and derek was cleaning up his area where he had been cutting hair all day. whistling as he brushed up the hair on the ground, his attention was taken away from his task at hand when a figure entered his barber shop. it was an hour before closing so derek straightened his posture and a wide grin crept across his face, “welcome to palmer barbers. how can i help ya?” he asked, a twinge of his southern accent coming out.

[okayramsey-blog]

Ramsey had just left her own shop to get to know the other owners of business around hers. She walked up to the barbershop checking the hours before opening the door walking towards the counter. “Not here to bother you for too long,” Ramsey teased as she placed a piece of paper on the counter. “I own Monster’s Ink which is a couple doors down, just wanted to stop in and introduce myself,” she smiled looking up at them. “I’m Ramsey, and if you need anything just let me know.”

[celestexmoreau-blog]

Celeste sat on the bus, her face buried in a pregnancy book. Ever since she and her wife had decided to start a family, she’d been trying to read as much about pregnancy and babies as possible. Glancing up from her book with a sigh, she turned to the person next to her. “I know these books are supposed to be educational, but some of the stuff written in here is enough to give me nightmares.” She suspected there were some things that it was better not to know about. “I’m torn between wanting to know everything and wanting to remain in the dark about the bad stuff.”

[okayramsey-blog]

Ramsey glanced over inspecting the book that the other was holding. “Oh those are the worst, I don’t like the books because they’re not for every child. I’m sure it has some good advice but you’ll know what to do,” she responded glancing back at her phone. “My mom always tells me that your mother instincts will kick in, but I think it’s adrenaline,” she joked letting out a soft laugh. 

[felix-carmack-deactivated202012]

I’m done work early, my parents want to keep Viola for the night which leaves me child-free for the evening and I could really us a night out. Dinner maybe some drinks anything that doesn’t involve kid talk really. Don’t get me wrong I love my child, I just need an evening out.

[okayramsey-blog]

A night out sounds perfect, I can’t drink but I can eat a lot of food. When do you want to go out? I’m sure you need time to find a babysitter or whoever that can be here for your kid.

[chanelbagsandcigarettedrags]

[namelesstell]

I want to sit on a rooftop in Paris. With a bottle of cheap wine in hand, while we would stare at the sight in front of us. Taking in the sounds of people chatting at a local cafe downstairs , while the smell of croissants and bitter coffee fill the air.

(via namelesstell)