There should be taxes on beards so hipsters will stop having them.
Reno has a drive thru wedding chapel which is extremely convenient for when I feel like I need to trap guys into marriage. Better watch out for me, I’ll marry you so fast. Think you’re getting a combo meal but you end up with a wife.
Oh well, the devil makes us sin
But we like it when we’re spinning in his grip
the saddest part in the fault in our stars is when augustus falls in the chocolate river and gets sucked up the pipe
"Let’s take a photo together"
"Okay but don’t touch me"
- a real conversation I had seconds before taking a photo with beef cake here.
Taking a much needed vacation, flight leaves super early tomorrow.
San Diego here I come!
Sometimes the best documentation is the memories that your eyes and heart capture. No lense has the power to capture the feeling of experience. I feel like I wasted a lot of my life and missed out on a lot of great experiences because I was always stressing, trying to get a good picture when really, I would have enjoyed what I was doing more if I would have simply just fully indulged myself in the opportunity that was being presented to me at the time. Life is different when you’re looking at the world through a lense. Don’t get me wrong, I think it’s good to take pictures, you should take pictures of yourself when you’re happy, when you’re sad. Take pictures of your food, of places you’ve traveled, of things you’ve purchased… but when you’re with a group of friends, put down the camera, put down the phone, whatever friends you’re texting, whatever tweet you’re tweeting, or picture you’re instagramming, can wait. Just enjoy the great company that you have right in front of you and see the world with nature’s lense, the best lense of all, your eyes.
My sweetest baby,
This was the first weekend I’ve gone out since I lost you. One of my followers basically yelled at me to stop being so mopey and at least try and be happy, so I did.
It’s amazing how in the midst of laughing and good friends, the thought of you can still creep into my mind. I found myself halfway through the night going into the bathroom stall and just crying because I couldn’t contain my sadness. I know I say this all the time, but I miss you.
I miss you so much.
People keep telling me that it will get easier but I don’t feel like it ever will. My heart still aches and I still get that lump in the back of my throat with every thought of you.
I love you little one, I wish you were still here.
It seems that when your little heart stopped beating, so did my relationship with your father. The absence of your life has taken a toll on mine. I can’t make it through the day without crying about you. I miss you so much it hurts and while I love your father, I just can’t be hurt by him anymore, either.
He gave me life, he gave me you, and that’s by far the greatest gift that I have ever been given. We’ll forever be intertwined by your soul, because he is your dad, we are your parents, and for that reason I will forever love him.
It is a difficult thing to figure out what it means to be a mother, especially when my “proof” of motherhood isn’t with me in a stroller or a carseat. There are so many names for people who have lost someone they love. A wife who loses her husband is a widow. A child who loses their parents is an orphan. But there is no new word for a mother who loses a child, for she remains just that: a mother. Within my womb, we shared our hearts. You touched my soul and sweetenened my spirit and that’s all the proof of being a mom that I need.
I’m so honored to be your mother and so grateful to have felt your life inside of mine, even if it was only for a few, sweet, short weeks. Happy Mother’s Day little one.
Love, Your Mommy
Meet Professor Swimmy!
Only my boyfriend would show up in the middle of the night with a goldfish because I had mentioned earlier that I wanted a goldfish.