We'd fall, indeed we would. But we choose not to.
This is a blog of love. I will post what ever comes to mind. Or well I reblog.
The thought of organic, eco-friendliness and tattoos makes me smile.
I love smiling at strangers (especially old ladies), to be inspired, my iPod, my boyfriend, taking small steps toward a better world and spreading positivety whenever possible (and isn't it always?)
I just love.
Feel very free to ask me things, it makes me so happy.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Today’s look good feel good outfit
Purple tank top to keep me warm, black long sleeve shirt under my pinkish sweater and black puma sports pants.
My boyfriend told me I looked nice even before I put on the sweater.
It’s rainy today and I feel like cuddling up with blankets and my book or watch Mulan or girl interrupted.
But for now it will have to wait because the groceries ain’t going to buy themselves.
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For a long time I felt like I didn’t deserve to look good because I wasn’t worth it. I’m battling that thought now an will try to wear something else than sweats and hide away.
This is my new shorts, my leggings that I’ve had for three years and they’re still perfect, an old shirt I cut thumb holes in and a lace crop top. I’m wear a purple tank top underneath to keep me warm.
Everything except leggings and tank top is from H&M.
Today has been a really nice day
It’s my grandma’s birthday. She turned 91.
My mother and I brought cakes, a lot of cakes. We went to her house and unwrapped the cakes and sat them as a buffet. Later my aunt, her husband and her two sons and one of their girlfriends came and joined us, a wee bit later my uncle, his wife and their daughter came too.
We sat in the sun, talked an ate cake. My mother and I then left to visit my sister and bring her som cake. We were there for a while but I started freezing and asked to sit in the car because it was hot and I could read the book my grandma had given me. Pride and prejudice by Jane Austen, it was a nicely bound copy with a string to indicate how far you have read. I then sat there for a while, my sister’s husband and two kids came home and we left. I felt a bit anxious and like I could cry for no reason and somehow I missed my grandma even though we had just spent hours together. So we went back, the finale guests left and we sat in the kitchen and ate leftovers and just talked some more for about an hour.
I’ve eaten more sugar than reasonable is but I don’t care because I enjoyed the moment and this day.
A little bit of bad thoughts but nothing compared to all the good ones.
Today was nice and I plan on sleeping sound tonight.
I helps to me to visualize how I feel.
This was tonights picture.
Oh that blue sky
The only thing I smoke is the occasional hookah.
The tobacco is suppose to be apple but it tastes like licorice. I love it.
Also I haven’t been the tanned in years. The dim light makes me look even more tanned.
This is from my vacation, my mother told me not to touch the wild cats, she forgot to tell them not to touch me
Watermelon, awkward blurry self picture and my cool “human rights are my pride” tshirt which bestie gave me because amnesty sent her two when she collected signatures at gay pride last year
The knives at my boyfriend’s place are so shape that you don’t realized that you’ve cut yourself before it bleeds.
They cut through the food so easy that I sometimes use too much force and end up poking my other hand or something like that thus cutting myself.
The knives at my place are so dull it makes them kid-friendly.
