Art may be in the eye of the beholder, but it is always the inspiration of a person in the world.
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These posts here are a compilation of what I and close friends have written, taken, and/or made unless otherwise noted.
This is my collection
Wouldn't It Be Loverly...
If I hear you say one more time that life is hard, either directly or indirectly, I promise to personally drive the two and a half hours that separate us to knock on your door, slap you in the face, and drive all the way back.
Don’t think that I won’t, either.
I’m busting my ass down here. I barely have enough for groceries every month, and there you are complaining you have to pay daddy back for the shiny toys he’s gotten you, or how you spent your first paycheck on a $400+ camera lens. Am I jealous? To an extent, maybe; I’d love to have enough to buy a new lens—oh wait, I would use that money FOR FOOD and GAS and BILLS. Maybe send it back to my PARENTS who are just above water, too… I don’t know. If I were you, it would be going towards moving out of my parents’ house. But that’s just me…
Anonymous asked: what does wildeballads mean? also do you make $ with your blog using peepspayerDOTcom?
Oscar Wilde is one of my favorite writers, and this blog is about my hopes and fears, my anger and my happiness, my shortcomings and my successes. So in a sense, it is my life’s ballad.
And, um, no. I don’t.
What the fuck is up with all these anons filling my inbox with spam mail????? Fucking ask me a question or tell me something about yourself, or don’t say anything at all. I don’t fucking need you filling my shit up with useless information or scams. So fuck off.
I love the fact that I can go out on a “date” with one of my girlfriends and have a better time than I ever would have with a man.