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hegahzywigsisxvjs ive done so much writing and rewriting today and im still like 150 words over the limit
what if i start writing bullshit for practice again tho?? 🥴
Got tickets for last dinner party in LA on November 6th and I live in the bay and I wasn’t paying attention when I bought them and they’re resale and I might not get my tickets til day of or day before show??? Was through stub hub and they’re saying it’s 100% ticket guarantee but I have to plan a trip with only theoretical tickets and I don’t like it :(
I’m v excited but also I have anxiety and I’m like FUCK WHAT IF I DONT GET THE TICKETS
Received a letter from my college today congratulating me on making the Vice President's list for my academic excellence.
part of me has been a horrible “i don’t trust you” girlfriend with my anxiety, the other part knows better and says “i need to stop being stupid”; i’ve had a weird trust issue with babe since july when i saw those messages between him and his ex girlfriend (NOT baby mama) he knows this..i told him that the day i found them; here comes the bad gf part...without him knowing ive gotten back onto his phone and onto his facebook to make sure he isn’t playing me (been there before and caught people i ALWAYS find out) and what do i see? nothing. him talking to friends, one was an ex (hey i’m friends with mine! plus this one knows about me and even asked about me...well if i liked babes truck lol) there was a message between him and that ex of his from july BUT it was just about his truck and her kids getting bigger (still weary...cant help but not like a bitch when she semi went along with the flirty ness MY bf was messaging in july) made me realize i really need to give babe the benefit of the doubt at times...even when its hard because of shit like this--hes proving that our relationship means something to him, that he fucked up before (even if he was “just joking around”) and he isn’t gonna do that shit again; with trust broken its hard but if hes trying i won’t sit here and continue to think things that aren’t happening...plus hes been pretty open and honest about shit since then..
Warning: Don't Fall for the "Nice Guy"
Don’t fall for the nice guy because when he breaks your heart, it will hurt and it will hurt really bad. You won’t see it coming because of course, he’s the nice guy and nice guys don’t go around breaking hearts like bad boys do. This is what makes the pain seemingly unbearable, and you wish you fell for the bad boy instead because at least with him, you know what you’re getting yourself into.
When you meet the nice guy, you will feel as if you don’t deserve him and so you try to be better. You’ll thank God for having met this boy who inspires you to be good and to do good. You’ll feel sorry for the other girls who have had their hearts torn into pieces because with the nice guy, you somehow have this sense of assurance that your heart will remain intact. You’ll try to justify every unanswered call and all the unreplied messages because you believe in him too much. You’ll see the red flags but you’ll see right through them because things are supposed to go extra well when you’ve gotten yourself a nice guy. You’ll refuse to save yourself from the sinking ship because you are hoping that the nice guy will be the one to save you. You’ll wait and wait until you find yourself drowning because he never came.
The heartbreak will make you question everything you believe in. But more importantly, it will make you question yourself. You’ll tire yourself from going in circles trying to figure out what you did wrong because it couldn’t be him. It simply can’t be.
This wasn’t supposed to happen. You’ll endlessly recount all the movies and young adult fiction because there was not a single warning about falling for the nice guy. They only spoke of the bad boy and how you should avoid them at all cost. That was the rule. Or at least, you thought so. It turns out they were wrong - you were wrong.
So don’t fall for the nice guy like I did because he’ll end up ruining you. And girl trust me, it won’t be pretty. I guess everybody got so busy reminding me not to hurt him that nobody was left to remind him not to break me. And so he did.