Road “trip”
Who are you?
The people who come in and out of my life throughout the years remind me of a highway rest stop. You know, one minute I am thinking I know exactly who they are and the next they’re a stranger. Think: gizmo to gremlin right before your eyes. This all boils down to the fact that I know who I am and what I want and the people that scatter are the ones who do not. How can you not have any clue whatsoever as to who you are? If I tell someone something serious, I mean it. I don’t wear a mask or sugar coat things or make others believe I am someone I am not. For the sake of the artificial, I hope its just a sign of extended immaturity and not a reflection of their actual identity. Still, I’m not 19 anymore. I know how to forgive but I do not believe in second chances nor do I give them. If I could say just one thing to all of them it would be to go ahead and keep the masked version of yourself alive and see who is there for you in the end.
Rock on <3
Just bought some of this. Rest will have to wait for a better pay check. Guilty. Its reversible so I’m using the blue-green subtle side. But, I loved it and all its glory. I’m a pillow fanatic and I love the mixes and matches. I’m moving soon- had to have it.
Am I musically retarded? Is just me or are they kinda awesome? I’ve been interested since I heard ‘The Next Untouchable.’ They have crazy background music and some of it doesn’t match, its all very quirky. And, I think its fucking uniquely saa-weet!
M. Bagwell Pottery
I’m in absolute lust! All of my kitchen sets are black and red. But this designer is making me totally rethink that. There’s something so fun and kitcheny about these designs. Look it! So cute. And yes, on my days off this is exactly what I do. ; )
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