Him: hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm hmmm wreckinghmmballll
hmmmm never fell so hard hmmmmhmmmmmmmmmmmmm
Me: Do you know who this is?
Him: No idea
My Dad humming Miley Cyrus.
So. Much. Win.
Him: I love the photos on your blog. Where do you find them?!
Oh my friend.
It's a lesbian secret.
I will trade you for a date with Lana Del Rey.
Her: Your haircut looks awesome! That took balls to shave your head!
Me: Compared to telling 500 people you are gay...that really wasn't too bad! haha
Hope this inspires anyone hiding in their closet. Closets are for high heels. Not people.
One of the best moments of my entire life:
I F***ING LOVE YOU ALL.
SERIOUSLY.
love.
"For you."
He hands me a clear sleeve with bright fabric swatches for the first collection I've designed at my new fashion job.
"YES! Ooooooo!"
My eyes light up
Her soft brown hair spreads across the blanket.
We look into each other's faces in the pitch black.
"Do you still love her?" she asks
"Ya. I love her and I kind of hate her." I say
I would have let her cat eat my leather skirt.
Her: It smells witchy in here. Do you always burn incense?
Smoke curls around her face.
She looks exactly like Brooke Shields in the 90's.
Me: No, just sometimes.
Her: I like it. I burn incense when I do witchcraft.