| I just wish we could be a family...why does it have to be so difficult? I just wish they would accept me. It hurts... |
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| Is it me, or now a days kids seem to be growing up faster because of the culture we live in now. Do I make sense? Its crazy looking at my little cousins and see what they are doing now. Maybe I'm just comparing myself to them when I was their age. I feel like a old fart now. |
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| mwhahah I love the 2 for $5 sandals from old navyyyy. Love the black and plum colored one. YAY |
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| haha I have a obsession with 3/4 sleeve tops, flowy jersey tops, huraches, and Carrera sunglasses. and for some reason I've been attracted to hoop earrings more now. Hmmmmm Update later. I wouldn't be surprised if I make another trip to the east coast before summer. I FUCKING LOVE IT OUT THERE. |
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| So I was sitting here on my bed getting ready to play some video games, and I have this thing about having to have my hair up and out of my face when I play because It gets in my way. I didn't have a hair clip infront of me and all I had was a hair tie so I quickly tied my hair up and this was kind of wierd for me because I rarely put my hair into pony tails anymore, but in this quick moment I had this flash back. When I was in elementary school, I always had my hair in a pony tail. I would wake up every morning and get ready for school and run into my parents room with a hair tie in hand a comb for my mom to tie my hair up, because I could never make it look perfect. So the day when my mother walked out of my family lives, I remember I cried because not only did I miss her so much, I felt alone. I guess I thought of everything me and my mom shared and I guess the way I saw how I always had my mom do my hair, I was never going to have that moment with her again. The very next morning my mother left, I remember I was in the bathroom looking at the mirror, frustrated and yanking at my hair because I couldn't get it right. I was young then you know, and you know how things can frustrate you and make you cry. As Iwas tearing up, my dad walked in and he took my comb from me and I know he didn't know how to do this, but he tried his best and put my hair up for me. I guess this was his way of telling me its okay. I love you dad. I know you tried your best. Yep really random. |
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