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2 ♥ / 28 February, 2013
Found this while I was getting ready to go to work. Yeah, I’m wearing a diaper, so?! #noshameinmygame #tbt #love #family
0 ♥ / 12 January, 2013

Random notes to self

  • Life has a tendency of being far too real sometimes. Booze and movies help.
  • Thinking about things makes things worse, stop it.
  • Shit happens. Deal with it.
  • Always trust your gut, 99.5% of the time its right.
  • Boys are ridiculous. All of them.
  • Consider buying that cat.  
  • Talenti Gelato is your new best friend.
  • Deadlines can suck it.
  • Be productive on your days off.
  • Dexter is god.
  • Burritos the size of your face make life better.

4 ♥ / 4 March, 2012

Life and the questions currently in my head.

I’ve been questioning life a lot these days.

How certain are we that things happen for a reason? Why are we here? Where is this path leading us? What if we made the wrong decision? Do things happen out of pure coincidence? Does destiny exist? Do we make our own destiny? What if we fuck it up? Do we get another chance? When does one stop making mistakes? Do we learn from every experience we have? Is there really a plan for all of us? Can we change it? Does God exist? Is he the one that makes these decisions for you? How true are we to ourselves? Does chasing after our dreams make us selfish? And if so, is that why we suffer while doing so?

I need answers. Lots of them. And I need them now. I need to know that these experiences are leading me somewhere. Will they make me a better person? Or a bitter one? I have a massive cloud of uncertainty looming over me at this moment and I need something that will calm the tumultuous thoughts in my head. I guess you can say I’m searching for some peace. I’m feeling so very lost and at the moment I don’t know how to find my way back. I miss home. I miss life when it was simple. I miss my family and friends. I need to know if this is where I really belong.

Or … maybe I just need a tv.

Sigh.

3 ♥ / 19 February, 2012
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1030 ♥ / 28 January, 2012
Hi. My name is Tanya and I’m obsessed with Japanese photo apps.

I know. I promise to stop. 
Sometime. 
Eventually. 
Maybe not.

Anyway, the ink has started to peel and now I feel like a snake. (You know, ‘cause of the shedding of the skin, not because I’m slithering around or causing temptation.)

Also, I never realized how much people touch my shoulder(s) until today when everyone kept touching me and my shoulder would sting and I’d have to fight the urge to stab these people in the eyes with a bic pen. (At least 6 times today, really.) Why do people touch me so much?! I can bet its just while this shit heals, afterward no one’s EVER gonna touch my shoulders ever again. I just know it.

So yeah. That is all. How are you? Have a great week, kiddies. I love and miss you all. And to the new peeps …. errrr … You came here at an awkward time, but I promise I’ll get to some real posts as soon as I get internet and all that jazz. Thanks for dropping by though :)
10 ♥ / 17 January, 2012
Got a rose on my shoulder on Friday the 13th.
14 ♥ / 15 January, 2012
Baking experiment at 2am! (Most commonly known as drunk baking) 
Chocolate chip, pecan, marshmallowy delight
9 ♥ / 24 December, 2011
This is what my last weekend in Texas looked like. Friends, (lots of) tears and red-headed sluts.
3 ♥ / 7 November, 2011
Last beers with my work homies.
4 ♥ / 4 November, 2011
vintagegal:

Baby Sitter, paperback digest cover, 1952 by Raymond Pease

Yeah, I’m the hoebag getting her neck sucked in the dark corner of the room.
177 ♥ / 4 November, 2011

DANGERPANTS!: The universe doesn't listen.

delgrosso:

The universe doesn’t listen.

The universe doesn’t listen when you tell it that you’re tired. Or that you want a day off. Or that you quit.

It just keeps expanding, oblivious to your tiny concerns and your silly wants and your blinkered needs and your searing pains and your occasional triumphs that are, by all accounts, entirely the result of random chance and not talent or hard work or perseverance.

You can shout “I QUIT!” into the unspeakably, unimaginably, sumptuously vast emptiness that is the universe. But it doesn’t listen.

41 ♥ / 4 November, 2011
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433 ♥ / 3 November, 2011
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