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Such a quaint and cute lil home. I'm so excited 🥹

Goatsong Leila Chatti

Trying to plan a micro wedding/elopement in Santa Barbara while living 2 hours away, working night shift, with an anxious senior dog is rough bc how am I supposed to try restaurants and cakes 😭 I guess I gotta just go off reviews...reddit said State Street has all the good food but then someone else said State Street has terrible food 💀

At my uncle's funeral in SJ back in February. I was running on 3 hours of sleep. Got up at 4 am, took a 6 am flight to SFO. Then flew back to SNA and got home by 10 pm that same evening. Very difficult month for me and my family.

My coworkers period panties 😂 I was like "damn what're thoooooseee"

What if I started archery this year 👀

I work in obstetrics and the amount of 20 and early 30 year olds with chronic hypertension and type 2 diabetes is significant. It feels like the younger generations are getting sicker and sicker. It's sad to see a 25 year old insulin dependent already.

Mickey with his new diaper

Barong shopping in artesia. He's not wearing this one, it was too much going on.

I'm learning how to do makeup this year because I'm planning to do my own elopement makeup lol

I just love how with all my effort, it still looks like I'm not even wearing eyeshadow in my pictures. I guess I can't be mad because the whole reason why I'm doing my own makeup is because I hate wearing it and each time I've had my makeup done, I look/feel like a clown and I'm always wiping off tons of bronzer off my face.

Me 🤝 Taylor Swift edits

My first dog I adopted was Hunter. I adopted him when I was 19 and depressed. So severely depressed actually. He filled a void in my empty broken wretched heart. Each time I wanted to die, I would take him to my old high school and we would sit on the grass together and watch the sunset. Each time I cried because the pain was unbearable, I always had hunter beside me as we laid in bed together. He was a beautiful boy. When he passed away, I knelt on my living room floor cradling his box that my parents put him in and cried my eyes out. I don't think my family has ever heard me cry like that before. I couldn't bear the silence the first week after he passed. I couldn't hear his pitter patter when I walked through the doors. I came home to nothing. I went to sleep alone. I was having panic attacks daily. I would lay in fiances bed and cry to myself for hours. I wanted to rip my heart out. Thinking back on it, I'm a little embarrassed I cried like that in my fiances room because I'm pretty sure his siblings heard because that Christmas, his brother gifted me a weiner dog giblet for my crocs lmao.

Even now I'm crying, its been 5 years, but I can't help it. I'm just an emotional gal who feels everything.

My next project thanks to Jeff. 🫡

10 months later, I'm finally finished 😅

Skyline 2 stepping and a mk4 supra

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