happy new years .

take time to enjoy the little things.

the girls with the most beautiful smiles seem to have the saddest stories to tell.

to be so consumed you become haunted by your thoughts.

words drift about banging into the side of your head.

what is truth.

what is lies.

unknown.



someday.

rock out .

effortless. simple. beautiful.

i smell sex and candy .

sometimes we waste too much time to think about someone who

doesnt even think about us for a second .

bang bang she shot me down .

thats what im afraid of. not being enough.

not good enough. not smart enough. not pretty enough.

you say that you love rain,
but you open your umbrella when it rains.
you say that you love the sun,
but you find a shadow spot when the sun shines.
you say that you love the wind,
but you close your windows when wind blows.
this is why i am afraid, when you say that you love me too

<3.

Struggle
“I love food. I hate food. It’s love and hate at the same time. Obsessing and repulsing. Two complete opposite emotions focused on the same topic. Eating. I want to eat, I am hungry, I love food, it’s good and tasty. I don’t want to eat, I want to be skinny, I hate food and how it makes me feel. My mind can’t handle the back and forth. I give in to one side. Most usually it’s the eating side. I say, “Whatever,” and just eat honestly whatever. Then, it turns into a binge. Then I can’t stop. Then I feel horrible, depressed, fail. Or I do the opposite. Just don’t start eating, and I won’t lose control. Don’t put anything in my mouth, and everything will be okay. I’ll be okay. But I am not okay. I need to eat. Everyone needs to eat to live. So the problem isn’t the food. The problem is the MIND STRUGGLE that I go through every time I am faced food.”

Why can’t we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn’t work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves. Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. I know what I need. I need more hellos.

so breezy

sometimes staying in bed is all i wanna do.

j'adore.

i love these booties. i love the shorts. i love the vest. i love the bag.

i love it all. 

So Im going away for Spring Break in a few months.. & I must say Im super excited.. except it made me wonder... can one be too big to wear a bikini? Don't get me wrong I've always had the mentality that if you feel like 'hell yeah I look amazing right now' than damn right you should rock it & screw what everyone else thinks about it. But now as the days fly by & that trip comes closer & closer I wonder am I going to look good in a bikini or will people shout 'hey who freed willy?' Does one have to be stick thin? Can one have curves? Maybe not be completely toned or have washboard abs? So now laying here in bed staring at my stomach & thighs & basically everything else I can manage to pick out as completely unacceptable to be on my body I think maybe I should seriously crash diet. Now Im sure every single girl feels this way as well... so now as a direct question to everyone out there.. When should a girl stop wearing a bikini? 

i wish you were here.

but you're not, you're there.

& there doesnt know how lucky it is.

tired of being someone's second choice .

the past is like a handful of dust; it filters through your fingers, disappearing little by little .

i find it ironic that i have smile lines on my face & purple scars on my wrists .

remember to be bad ass once in a while .

wake up in the morning. 

Cant breathe. World enclosing on my soul, my body aches from the weight of the demands. Be this be that. What is so special about this and that. My body feels like its going to break. Snap into a million jagged little pieces. With only myself to rebuild the puzzle that is my life. The light hits my face as I begin to realize ... I am okay. I will be okay. Standing up, I allow myself to breathe embracing the air as it cools me down. I remember .. just breathe.

Beauty isnt just based on what you wear or how you do your hair. Beauty is within the mind.. its what you say.. the words you use to get across a point... that is where true beauty is. Expand your mind.. expand your views & remember beauty isnt just black or white.. there is a huge grey area. Make a tea and snuggle up with a good book even if its not some worldly novel .. and allow youself to escape .

The Perfect New Years Eve Dress! Soft & delicate .. with a hint of sparkle. Plus the soft blush colouring of the dress works well with a multitude of skin tones ...The dress gives the perfect balance of an hourglass figure. By bringing in the waist and the draping around the hips it hides away anything that would make you feel insecure. So go ahead through this on & have that yummy looking piece of cake after your New Years Eve dinner.

lace, reveals what is hidden beneath. remember being mysterious is the key to beauty.

i believe in being effortlessly beautiful.

beautiful veins & blood shot eyes

Cable Knit Scarfs! Love em! Stay Warm! & A Starbucks Caramel Brulee ... But drink carefully... its addictive! Oh la la .

artistic impressions.

Ripped Pants? Don't get me wrong I know there not a classy look however I dont think there trashy either ... I think they're downtown hipster :)
When done right that is