It started out as a rough night but it was all worth it in the end.
Waking up next to this man feels so right. I haven’t felt like this in a whole long time.
And the best friend tonight, let’s get shit done.
“We made love all afternoon, ‘till the stars went blue.”
Getting ready to see this man. I’ve been waiting so patiently for the past few weeks.
Good things come to those who wait, right? (: I’m in such a good mood! Summer love? Lessssgo.
There’s a plumeria for my mom because it’s her favorite flower. She bought me a silver and gold watch for my high school graduation that even has the flowers on the band of it. I wear it occasionally because it’s pretty. I’ve never used it to tell time even when the battery was still working. There’s an orchid for my lola who I’ve always given potted orchids to ever since all of my family lived in Oakland. There’s an adelfa for my grandma because she was named after the flower. I didn’t know this until recently. There’s a lavender for my aunt because with three sons, I’m the closest thing she has to a daughter and I’ve always known her to smell of lavender. There’s a rose for my bestfriend and really, all my bestfriends I’ve had in the past. Every bestfriend I’ve ever had has loved roses, whether it be white, red, or pink. I don’t have a sister so my bestfriend has always been the closest thing I’ve had. The anchor is there for two reasons. All of these women have kept my ass in check collectively through my darkest and brightest times—without them I’d ultimately drift away to wherever the water took me. I also do not know how to swim. In a sense, I’m okay with drowning if it means these women will surround me much like the anchor.
This is my first tattoo. I want so bad to get one that honors my dad, brother, uncle, grandpa, and lolo. I want to get a single piece with small but significant elements that relate to each man. I can’t think of anything right now and it’s bugging me. I know I shouldn’t rush in to it but I feel very inclined to get a piece for the guys because they mean just as much to me as these women.
Laying down too many miles away from this man. I can’t wait till he gets back(:
Cheers to a summer love!
omg, dying of laughter. i love my friends.
“i’m glad you think so too. i think we are pretty hysterical myself.”
Lmfao.
There are a million and one things I’d like to change about myself. But the whole reason behind alI of it is that I just want to be able to pick up anything at a store and purchase it. I hate being short. I hate being petite.
No one will ever understand how much I’d love to grow a few more inches and just be thicker. I sound like a brat but this height and this weight is all I’ve ever known.
“Nothing happens until something moves.” — Albert Einstein (via girlwithoutwings)
(Source: quote-book)