write letters.

believe.

 

sometimes, all you need is a friend.

thanks, girl :)

regret.

 

 have you ever made a decision and after time found yourself in a world of regret? 

i wonder why i let fear stand in my way.

it's a feeling that's held me back.

i want to kick fear in the ass. make it go away.

instead, i let it control me.

i feel pressure from my surroundings.

i please people. 

i am practical. not daring. or adventurous.

decisions are made. 

there is a feeling of relief.

and feelings of disappointment.

my comfort zone is never left.

months later, here i am.

in a place that is safe.

ordinary. 

i feel like i lost something that could have been.

something good.

a major "what if" that will follow me forever.

friday eve.

 

oh baby.

 we had a baby visit our office today. teeny-tiny, as cute as a button,

and 6 pounds worth of smiles. he made me want to be a mama...someday. 

yes please.

 

god, i love un-shaven men. 

so sexy.

thankful.

 

caffeine--you saved my ass this afternoon.

hellooo comfy bed.

 

her heart.

 

"You may not be her first, her last, or her only. 

She loved before she may love again. 

But if she loves you now, what else matters?

She's not perfect - you aren't either, 

and the two of you may never be perfect together

but if she can make you laugh, 

cause you to think twice, 

and admit to being human and making mistakes, 

hold onto her and give her the most you can. 

She may not be thinking about you every second of the day, 

but she will give you a part of her that she knows you can break--her heart. 

So don't hurt her, 

don't change her, 

don't analyze and don't expect more than she can give. 

Smile when she makes you happy, 

let her know when she makes you mad, 

and miss her when she's not there." 

-Bob Marley

advice.

hammock.

 

i'm in need of you to lounge in.

red lovin'

 

xoxo

thought of the day.

 

be strong.

birthdays.

 

ms. katie-- it's your special day!

you'll always be the one i go to for celebrity/real life gossip.

the one i call when i need to bitch.

and the person i can spend countless hours with talking about absolutely nothing.

i love the moments we spend together sitting at 'bou.

being your personal shopper.

and planning our little getaway/escape from life.

life would never be the same without you...

happy happy birthday to one of the greatest girls ever. 

cheers to you, girlfriend!

bikini&beach.

 

while it's cold and rainy, i'm dreaming of a life in a bikini and the beach.  

how to move on.

 Say goodbye. Squeeze his hand, drink champagne. Make love. Kiss his face. Cry, hug, drive away, blind with sadness.

Shower, wash his smell, his mouth, his hands, away.

Take down pictures, hang new ones. Girlfriends, family. Permanence. The dog.

Hide everything. The pretty boxes gifts came in. Little notes he left. Throw away photo albums, concert tickets, movie stubs, wine corks.

Cry. Drink.

Clean, bathtubs, bookshelves. Scrub out memories of beach vacations, Christmas, birthdays. Laughter. Push it away. Put it in drawers, sweaters to be eaten by moths.

Run. Suck in cold air. Count the months til summer.

Make mental notes. Erase them.

Meet friends for drinks. Survey the room, feel dismayed.

Tell the story, over and over. Hear yourself sound nonchalant. Feel like a fraud. Feel like you’re in a hundred pieces.

Miss him. Fuck someone else. Don’t stay the night. Feel hollow, like you could float away.

Do not call. Delete his number. Smile, smile smile.

Change the radio station when that song comes on. Avoid certain restaurants and bars and grocery stores. Every man coming around every corner could be him.

Call your mother. Call a friend. Hear the exhaustion in their voices.

Buy a new dress. Laugh at everyone’s jokes. Drink and drink. Be the life of the party. Comment on ‘the single life.’

Take a vacation. Kiss someone who tastes like margaritas. Get your sea legs.

Take a bath. Sleep naked. Sleep in the middle.

Make hot tea, take a walk. Buy a camera, take pictures of trees, your feet.
Drink wine.
Cry.
Paint your bedroom. Pet the dog. Take a nap, wear a summer dress.
Take a date, eat sushi, talk about your brothers and sisters. Read a book, sleep in, window shop, buy new shoes. Make a scrapbook, make spaghetti. Feel better. Feel something. Feel OK.

found here

so true.

hell yes.

 

it's the weekend people. 

what am i wishing for? 

camille (why is milwaukee so far away!), a margarita, gossip and turning off my alarm clock. 

happy friday!

friday eve.

 

and it feels so sweet...

envy.

 

"the perfect shoes can change your life."

-cinderella

yep, it's monday.

 

monday's are sometimes full of new beginnings.

today was my first full day at the new job.

change is definitely a good thing--

you feel me?

pretties.

 

in the mood for some pretties. enjoy!

wtf weekend.

this weekend was a wash. nothing seemed to go just right.

 needing a little pick-me-up--

on my way to treating myself to a little mani/pedi action.

here's to a better week!