Just bought three pairs of shoes online and they look ridiculous and I don’t know where I’m going to wear them but I have money and they’re mine and I have two long dresses that I could wear with them and this white, poofy skirt that’s my favorite and ohmigodImsoexcitedjesusalsufalghawgauuud
You don’t understand.
And it’ll take, like, almost two weeks to get here.
WORTH IT.
I THINK.
MY FEELINGS ARE REALLY STRESSING ME OUT.
PERIOD.
algualghfuck.
So when my mom when to King Kamehameha in Hawaii, she knew this girl named Lily that she used to photograph because she, y’know, took photos well. Very pretty girl and all that. She had hips, not a whole lot of boobage, and she was slim.
This chick got a modeling contract after sending her photos in and traveled the world, made big money from ads like Ray Bans (no runway at all) and met a LORD. Lily ended up getting married and had Mick Jagger at her wedding.
So there’s a Lady Lily Koi. Or Coi. Or Coy. Or whatever.
The moral of my mothers story is that you should just do it. Pull a bit of Nike ad words out and just do it. Send those photos in, go to those try outs and do your best. If you don’t succeed, so what? So fuckin’ what?
You’ve got this. Everyone’s got this. Keep trying and you’ll get your shit done and be totally awesome. If your dreams change along the road, good for you! Get those done, too!
Too many exclamation points.
There was a scavanger hunt but instead of it being on someone blog or something, it was at this girls house.
Then at some point I had to get cleaned up for some event and while I was managing something on my phone, Chris Hemsworth was there and, evidently, we knew each other for quite some time so we exchanged hugs and I explained what I was doing there.
Yeah.
Whut?
It wasn’t little, either, since he sleeps on his back. His tail went right int he air and wagged.
Seriously.
What?
Why am I awake?
So I’m on tumblr not doing what I need to. But not anymore. I’m doin’ that shit. I’m gettin’ it done!
YEAH!
asglhaganblfafakghljfuq.
Like, seriously, I dislike it.
But (fake)leather and spikes are coming in.
Super excited to sit there and freak the fuck out while watching something along the lines of Ghost Hunters, Ghost Adventures, or Paranormal State.
I didn’t realize how much time I didn’t have until It was all taken up. I don’t know when I have time to eat, exactly, but I’m sure I can do that while I study or something. I dunno.
I’m on from 7-11:30 packed full of little things to do. Wow.
This is the best thing ever.
IT’S FINALLY HAPPENED!
YES!
After a quick refresher as I wiped the tears from my eyes, it’s a form of protector around either the bones or cartilage. I’m leaning towards bones.
Neither of us have laughed that hard in a long time, man.
Can’t find the tips, though.
Blah. Irritating.
But I think I’m gonna do the spikes.
- Dip dye might be 85% a possibility
- Spikes might be a 75% possibility
I’m hoarding my money. I don’t want to reach out and let people take it away from me. And when I’m online, I second guess EVERY PURCHASE.
They’re German and I think they wanted a Bowtie with a cloudy castle.
But for the life of me I can’t figure out who. I lost them to the four winds. I have no idea anymore.
It’s like Super Awesome Bowties. Only I can’t make any of the undies.
See where I’m going with this at 2:43 in the morning?
What is my life right now? WAT IS?
Today, she looked at me and told me the very last lines of the last book.
Yep.
I would hire people to sit in a rather comfy chair and play some random songs and then hit ‘em with the Harry Potter theme or something from their childhood. Because I would have them fill out a questionnaire and it would be all about fun facts about them, like what their favorite show was as an adult, teen, and kid.
I’d get reactions, happy or sad, and that would be the video.
Just sayin’.
I mean, it’s after someone buys something and I feel like it’s rearranging itself to look better.
I am both terrified and thankful that it’s so clever.
