OH HAY TWITTER, WHAT’S CRACKALACKIN?
PLEASE EXCUSE MY EXTENDED ABSENCE.
I JUST WANT TO SAY I LOVE JESICA MARIE FOREVS. :D
PEACE.
(PS: Jes, when you called me the other day I was in the middle of therapy. The next day I went on a mini-vacation with my cousins & as soon as I got back I had to work my ass off -slangin’ fajitas- for a week. I SHALL CALL YOU BACK ASAP. I NEED TO SEE YOU LIKE I NEED MY NEXT DOSE OF MEDS! Hahah.) <3
K. Space
I'm not the one you'll sweep off her feet,
lead her up the stairwell..."
idontloveyou. ihaaaaaaaaaaaaaateyou.
Smoke-free 420 actually turned out nicely. I spent a few hours with Yixsi (who some of you know as Ms. Quintana, the ‘hot counselor’ at American Senior HS) and had a grand ole’ time. She’s cuuute, inside and out. :)
PS: It is probably a little weird that I have ‘adult friends’.. but whatever. Raquel is my mothereffin’ liiiiiiiiiiife, and god knows Liz is THE SHIT, so I can’t complain. :D (Yvette, Michelle, and Yixsi are cool, too.. But not on Raquel & Liz’s level. Hahahah. It’s just that R & L have put up with my bullshit for a decade, so I commend them.) XD
6 months ago • 44 notessade:
Snakes on a Plane - TV EDIT
ZOMGGGGGGGGG!
LOLLLLLLLLLLLLLL.
I F$@&ING OWN THIS MOVIE, BUT NOW I WISH I OWNED THE TV VERSION!!!!!! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH.
(And before you start talking shit, I will remind you that it also stars JULIANNA MARGULIES, who has been my favorite actress since I was twelve. My one and only favorite. My top favorite.) You may now talk all the shit you want. :)
PS - Julianna is the one who tells badass Sam Jackson that they have to clear the snakes out of the cockpit of the “Monday-to-Friday” plane. (lmaooo. iloveit.)
6 months ago • 43 notesTwithead.
Tumblr is great and everything, but I am unwillingly being coerced into a Twitter lifestyle. (It’s so much easier to do on my phone! I can’t help itttttttttt.)
Message to my tumblr-
I still love you. Do not worry.
Love, Me.
ughhh
Still very sick. Spoke to Raquel. Just want to fall asleep until church tomorrow morning.
6 months ago • 0 notesLife's a bitch.
My stupid-ass little sister, Ceci, let my turtle roam around the backyard last night, right? BUT when she couldn’t pick her up / catch her, she decided to forget about it and not mention it to anyone until THIS AFTERNOON. Thus, my turtle is probably swimming in the huuuuge lake (which connects to three other lakes) across the street from my house. I had Holla-At-Me-Turtle for five years, and to be completely honest, I care about animals more than I care about people (with the exception of my familia and Punkin). I can’t believe she’s GONE. I’ve never sobbed so much in my life! Actually, I have… but only at my aunt’s funeral. FML.
6 months ago • 0 notesBleh.
I am really, really sick. So sick, in fact, that my doctor has forbidden me from returning to school & work for a minimum of three months. Le sigh. I feel like death. I also need to have two or three doctors over the summer as opposed to one. FML.
PS - My doctor also told my parents they need to keep me in Miami and get my stuff out of my apartment / break my lease ASAP. (I just want to have my kitties with me again!)
6 months ago • 0 notesIn 1958, when my mother, who was white, and father, who was black, wanted to get married in Nebraska, it was illegal for them to wed. So they decided to go next door to Iowa, a state that was progressive enough to allow interracial marriage. My mom’s brother tried to have the Nebraska state police bar her from leaving the state so she couldn’t marry my dad, which was only the latest legal indignity she had endured. She had been arrested on my parents’ first date, accused of prostitution. (The conventional thought of the time being: Why else would a white woman be seen with a black man?)
On their wedding day, somehow, my parents made it out of Nebraska without getting arrested again, and were wed in Council Bluffs, Iowa, on March 1, 1958. This was five years before Nebraska would strike down its laws against interracial marriage, and almost a decade before the Supreme Court would outlaw miscegenation laws throughout the country in Loving v. Virginia. […]
It’s safe to say that neither the dramas of our family, nor its triumphs, could have been possible without the simultaneously radical and conservative occasion of my parents’ civil marriage in Iowa. And so when the time comes, I hope to be married at the City Hall in Council Bluffs, in the state that not only supports my civil rights now, but which supported my parents’ so many years ago.
mzmehshell:elusive:solafida:taras7:wigglemypwet:kelseyheartbottom right. want that.I love all of these, esp. the birdies
YES PLZ.
7 months ago • 617 notes