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Oh, you shouldn't have...
Oh, you shouldn’t have…
I’ve been nominated! For realsies this time! Hello! It’s my birthday! No, really – it is. I’ve written in a weird blue font and everything; man I’m feeling wacky today. I mean, who does that? Ha ha ha. Anyway, I’m 45 today! What did you buy me? Oh…oh, I see. Well, never mind. To make up for your insensitivity and forgetfulness, you can do me a teensy favour. You see, this little bloggette is…
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10.20.2015
until i find the motivation to update blogspot again
as if i don’t talk on social media enough?
i’m loving akatsuki no yona so far!!!
i’m so glad i found ittt
yesterday we tried opening a storenvy.
it looks like it’ll take a little while to figure everything out (as usual)
but it’ll definitely be a learning experience!
why is it so cold already?
where’s fall?
i’ve been feeling all kinds of frustrations recently with no answers...
someone help!!!
but i recently heard that this feeling is pretty normal for 20 somethings
that’s a little of a relief....i have 2.5 jobs and so many things i want to achieve but i feel like i have no idea what i’m doing
in other words..i’m exactly where i’m supposed to be!! (*´∀`)
until another time ☆
people I'm mutual with should tell me their Skype via inbox so I can bug and stalk the heck out of you
Take em on road with my traveling @lorileighdesigns dreamboard #entrepreneurs #femalefounders #swag #bloggette #bloggerlifestyle #bloggerstyle
Mug shot for Samsung backstage @annasui #nyfw #bloggette #mbfw2014 #annasui #samsung
I want to write a story about the simplicity of love. Not the loudness and extravagance and the continuous urge to change and evolve the other person, but the simplicity of it. The quietness in it. The fabric of it. The basic and essential, "I love you". Like a stolen rain or a daisy growing in the middle of december where no one is looking. The real kind. The only kind that matters. So I can feel it, and maybe believe in it too.
