Born in Passaic, NJ. I reside in Tampa, Florida, where I constantly evolve into a better version of me while sharing my love with the ones who surround me.
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Don’t make me any promises,
because they easily become empty words.
Don’t talk to me about forever,
because that’s an awfully long time away.Instead,
Act upon all the words you whisper to me at night.I’m not asking for forever,
I want to enjoy you right now.
So love me right now,
at this very moment
because
promises are words that the wind blows away
because
forever
is still an awfully long time away.
(via deeapplebum)
The way society communicates in today’s age frightens me. ‘Subtweeting’ & subliminal messages on social networking is slowly taking the place of face-to-face confrontation. More and more arguments are happening through text messages. Instances of misunderstanding texts are occurring more than ever. impatience. no instant gratification. less eye contact. we’re slowly losing the human touch and it’s sad. more divorces. more breakups. but love conquers all right?
Went to Coquina Beach for the first time yesterday and I fell in love. One of the cool perks of living in Florida. Enjoyed every second of it and the water was so clear. The waves were a bit powerful but it was so much fun. No negative thoughts in my mind … I was really in the moment. appreciating everything around me. the beauty, the simplicity. But at one moment, I felt a bit sad …. almost as if this was the last time I was going to enjoy the Florida beaches. Almost as if this wasn’t going to happen again.
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Track: Under the Booty
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Under the Booty
“Ms. New Booty” vs. “Under the Sea”
I CANT EVEN FUCKIN BREATHE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Decided to try something different for breakfast: huevos zacatlantecos (sauteed apples w/ eggs) #mexican #mmm (Taken with instagram)
I love my eyes. Although I used to wish they were green or hazel, the brown is so comforting. so warm, yet mysterious in a sense. Eye contact is sexy and sensual to me. Feels so real.
Life is a constant flux. So is love … and myself. I’m in my roaring 20’s and I’m aging beautifully. I feel better about my appearance every year. Wiser, smarter. Crazier. Which I’m not too proud to admit. I’ve driven myself nuts for no reason lately. None. Taking out my frustration on people who don’t deserve it … Not being myself. As I sit back and type these thoughts out, a wave of fear comes over me. vulnerability. sadness. Trying my best not to beat myself up over something so minuscule. Instead of identifying with my emotions, I am being observant of how I’ve acted lately. I hope it’s not too late to change. Losing certain people in my life is something I can’t afford at this moment … My sanity, my peace has vanished into the dark. Change, I need to change. How will I go about it? How will I end this?
