Drew this for a friend. I've never really tried my hand at drawing, I always only considered myself an artist of words.
I'm trying to draw something for each of my friends. 2 down.
Youre gorgeous 🥵
thanks 😉
Fun day with this cutie aamanda-rae
got some new shorts, and they make me feel super sexy. since i've been clean from adderall (for two years now) i've gained so much weight and have such a problem with self love. i used to be a loose size 4 and these shorts are a size 10 and on bad days they can be tight. but, i'm very happy that i bought these the other day. i haven't actually gotten any clothes (apart from work) that fit me since i've been clean. and since i'm going to Sweetwater 420 Fest next weekend i wanted to splurge and buy myself a summer outfit. and i think this is a good step towards the right direction
Zodiac 2017 Resolutions!
i'm an open book but some of my pages have glued together it's like I can feel the blood beating out of my veins while your fingerprint fades away
and every break up song I could ever write has already been written because all the love I've ever felt has been cliché that fit something out of a show or fairytale or movie (that didn't have a happy ending) and those stories you were taught as a child about stereotypes and the who's who what am I supposed to do when things can get so construed and I have no way of reading anymore and every story seems to have the same ending while we all stretch and bend the truth and the things we hold inside while blurry thoughts misguide or help to get out what's on our mind next day, back to the same old grind
with heavy hands and a mind with wings let's see what a new day brings
Sometimes it's hard to tell who keeps secrets Because lately my spirit weakens While we all wait in darkening dumps Behind a facade of witty and trippy smiles But when was the last time you actually smiled? Like when we had to stop by that corner coffee shop even just long enough to say hello Back then we had each other, and what we have now I don't know The past lingers long enough to whisper sweet thoughts of Summer Come to pass with Winter's cold and heavy hand Beaches breeze and Georgia heat will come again in a year But we can never go back to the way we had. But we can never go back.