So it's been brought to my attention, that in addition to not writing often enough, I also only write about very tragic issues. LOL
I guess, it's just more interesting to hear about the dirty, ugly, struggles in life, than the happy, light-hearted shit. But, in an effort to show ya'll ALLLL sides of me, I guess I'll bore you with some happy shit.
10 Random Things That I Fucking Love. [In No Particular Order]
1. My daughter's laugh. It's loud, and honest and beautiful.
2. Red nail polish. It's just clean, and sexy and classic. See also, red lipstick. [Also I feel like it gives off the perfect "bedroom vixen" vibe without actually being half naked]
3. Any John Cusack movie. In particular, Say Anything and High Fidelity. He is my perfect movie boyfriend.
4. Water. Literally any body of water. If you're dating me, and I"m being a total bitch, just throw me in the car and drive me to somewhere where I can sit and gaze out on a large body of water. Lake. Ocean. River. Swamp. LOL There's just something about it that makes me feel at peace, and one with earth.
5. Cologne. There are honestly men I still think about just because of the way they smelled. Well, I should say, Cologne, mixed with normal manly sweat, and fineness. Well, I guess, just men. I love men.
6. Art museums. I love every fucking thing about museums. No matter what city I go to, I make it a point to check out whatever they have to offer in terms of galleries/museums. Bonus if you're on a date. Extra bonus, if you hold hands while looking at Matisse.
7. Live music. Kind of the same thing as museums. I don't care if it's a festival, a huge concert venue, or some local coffee shop asshole, I just love it. The sounds. The notes. The way you can just close your eyes and tune out everything in the world, and fell each and every cord [or pre-recorded electronic beat] in your soul.
8. Hotels. Tiny lotions. Tiny shampoo. Clean white sheets. Room Service. I love all of it. I would totally live in a hotel the rest of my life if I could.
9. Used bookstores. Especially the grouchy, really intelligent, socially awkward people that own them. They are such a wealth of random information. I love the way books smell. I love the really old classics, with yellowed pages, and smeared ink. When I die, bury me inside a book store.
10. Old movies. Black and white. Think Casablanca. Think every movie where the women are ridiculously dressed up in beautiful gowns just to serve dinner to their drunk ignorant ass husbands who terribly overact in every scene. You know, the one where they say something really deep and profound and then gently tip the fedora on their head and walk out the room in a very solemn dramatic fashion. I love the shit out of that.
Shit that went quickly. I"ll leave it with that because obviously those are the first things that popped into my head
But...here are some more random things
Food, especially sushi.
Liquor, especially whiskey.
Family, especially my momma.
Fashion, especially oversized cable knit sweaters.
Love. Falling in love, being in love, losing love. Hating love. Everything about love.
Jewelry. Turquoise and silver in particular.
Pugs.
Babies.
Photography.
Black.
Life.
Traveling
Fucking everything.
LIfe is grand.
I guess, it's just more interesting to hear about the dirty, ugly, struggles in life, than the happy, light-hearted shit. But, in an effort to show ya'll ALLLL sides of me, I guess I'll bore you with some happy shit.
10 Random Things That I Fucking Love. [In No Particular Order]
1. My daughter's laugh. It's loud, and honest and beautiful.
2. Red nail polish. It's just clean, and sexy and classic. See also, red lipstick. [Also I feel like it gives off the perfect "bedroom vixen" vibe without actually being half naked]
3. Any John Cusack movie. In particular, Say Anything and High Fidelity. He is my perfect movie boyfriend.
4. Water. Literally any body of water. If you're dating me, and I"m being a total bitch, just throw me in the car and drive me to somewhere where I can sit and gaze out on a large body of water. Lake. Ocean. River. Swamp. LOL There's just something about it that makes me feel at peace, and one with earth.
5. Cologne. There are honestly men I still think about just because of the way they smelled. Well, I should say, Cologne, mixed with normal manly sweat, and fineness. Well, I guess, just men. I love men.
6. Art museums. I love every fucking thing about museums. No matter what city I go to, I make it a point to check out whatever they have to offer in terms of galleries/museums. Bonus if you're on a date. Extra bonus, if you hold hands while looking at Matisse.
7. Live music. Kind of the same thing as museums. I don't care if it's a festival, a huge concert venue, or some local coffee shop asshole, I just love it. The sounds. The notes. The way you can just close your eyes and tune out everything in the world, and fell each and every cord [or pre-recorded electronic beat] in your soul.
8. Hotels. Tiny lotions. Tiny shampoo. Clean white sheets. Room Service. I love all of it. I would totally live in a hotel the rest of my life if I could.
9. Used bookstores. Especially the grouchy, really intelligent, socially awkward people that own them. They are such a wealth of random information. I love the way books smell. I love the really old classics, with yellowed pages, and smeared ink. When I die, bury me inside a book store.
10. Old movies. Black and white. Think Casablanca. Think every movie where the women are ridiculously dressed up in beautiful gowns just to serve dinner to their drunk ignorant ass husbands who terribly overact in every scene. You know, the one where they say something really deep and profound and then gently tip the fedora on their head and walk out the room in a very solemn dramatic fashion. I love the shit out of that.
Shit that went quickly. I"ll leave it with that because obviously those are the first things that popped into my head
But...here are some more random things
Food, especially sushi.
Liquor, especially whiskey.
Family, especially my momma.
Fashion, especially oversized cable knit sweaters.
Love. Falling in love, being in love, losing love. Hating love. Everything about love.
Jewelry. Turquoise and silver in particular.
Pugs.
Babies.
Photography.
Black.
Life.
Traveling
Fucking everything.
LIfe is grand.
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