live travel adventure bless and don’t be sorry
“live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry.” .jack kerouac
cut the crap
being busy is no excuse for being dumb. as a ‘write it down to make it real’ gal, i know the only way i will follow through on my vow is to publicly declare my stupidity.
i know a pretty little place
i watched the sun fall over the pacific ocean four days in a row. on the first evening i believed my friend journeyed to the beach to show me and my mister our first ever san diego sunset.
i took my own advice
i am not someone who hates on winter, but new jersey is the currently the absolute worst. snow storm after snow storm has been consistently followed by icy nonsense. morning commutes are disgusting. schedules have been rearranged too many times to count. everyone has the sniffles.
and to rockstar girls the world over…
an open letter to the golden haired beauty i met at the motion city sound track show last saturday night at starland ballroom… and to rockstar girls the world over…
examine my heart and my mind
thirty days into twenty fifteen, and i am finally ready to share a new years’ piece. luckily, my resolutions this year do not include punctuality. twenty fourteen was a year of incredible highs and god awful lows. sadness and unparalleled anxiety were swiftly chased with blissful moments of feeling as though the whole world was conspiring to shower me with everything i ever wished for.
but also do believe
5. Practice yoga, you will need the lessons it teaches you at one point or another
6. Medicinal marijuana is the bomb
7. Your cervix is really little” …..and sensitive
a big ball of wonderful
because you guys are my favorite i want everyone of you to have the opportunity to experience zoom ziplines! as a thank you for your continued support and love, i would like to invite you to enjoy zoom ziplines at an exclusive, special rate!
over the top nonsensical situations
on our fourth date, i dragged anthony to a cypress hill show with my girlfriends. the date proved to be one of those “you can’t make this stuff up” kind of nights. at one point entertainers on stage smoked weed out of a seven foot long bong while a dj battled a bongo player and my girlfriend silently threw up in the grass.
a former flame or an old sweater
i has been said it takes nearly half the time you spent in a relationship to truly move on and feel at peace. four trips around the sun later, it appears i am moving along right on schedule.