My house is being remodeled, so now the entire downstairs is basically empty, which makes it even lonelier. 

Also, eating alone in the dining room with greens and cranberry bread.

Also, wishing I had a glass of wine.

Also, everything echoes in here. 

Also, acne scars.

Cocoa Butter Kisses

(Source: cher-la-vie, via lizziechristine)

If I just let my bangs keep growing, I’ll never have to do my eyebrows again. 

gpoythismorning.

Wah wah wah, always look like an androgynous 5th grade student.

Goodbye dermal.

Oh hey, job interview.

Oh hey, not weirdly colored hair anymore.

I don’t wanna be a cheerleader no more. // I don’t know what I deserve.

nessysweet:

Herp Derp Derby Time #2

LOLZ, I COPIED U. SEE U DURR.

A-team.

Y’all Plan B, like Walgreens.

molassesinmyveins:

Gpoy.

This is olllllld. Reblogging cause I miss my radiant baby sometimes, not so much that undercut.

Also, it’s kind of interesting to look back at self photos on here from months ago and remember what was going on at that time. I’ve changed a lot in 11 months.

2011, whadddup.

I like when you read to me, baby.

Drake took some pictures of me, hi.

Vanessa made me laugh in a good majority of them.

But me, well of course I liked you. Have time for me.

I don’t like posting more than one photo of myself in one day, but it’s my blog, and I’ll blog if I want to.

I’ve been feeling weird lately.

I hate explaining myself, yet I’m tired of folks that assume what I’m all about.

I hate trying to impress people, yet I’m always seeking approval.

I’m still changing and growing and learning and all that.

I don’t really know what I’m talking about right now.

My brother just handed me a glass of wine and said, “I’m going to make sure you become a wine and beer connoisseur.” …I suppose that explains my face.

Dear Today,

please go by fast.