December 2010
chere famille
I know I come off as the coldest overachieving bitch to you, but you have no idea how much I’ve sacrificed and still am willing to sacrifice for you. You have implicitly given me the task of being your cold-hearted CEO by putting me on the pedestal and looking up on me as if I were Zeus carved on marble in Ancient Greece. You have forced me to grow up too fast by attributing the words...
I see the world in greyscale
It’s the amount of grey you have. It was never about being either black or white.
I see something brighter than the sun ahead
Friends, let’s start anew. Let’s give change a chance this coming year. Let love take over.
If you could reblog this,
rheon:
waitaminutewhat:
Phylicia Barnes went missing two days ago.
I don’t know all of the details because I don’t personally know her but one of my friends is really upset over it and any kind of help would be really appreciated.
She lives around the Monroe/Charlotte NC area, but she has family in Atlanta, Georgia so she could really be anywhere.
I always reblog these when they come up...
k-aaron asked: Thank you for writing that. I know most people just look at my pictures and don't even care for what I'm going through or know what I'm going through. This made my day. Thank you.
k-aaron asked: Thank you for writing that. I know most people just look at my pictures and don't even care for what I'm going through or know what I'm going through. This made my day. Thank you.
I am now opening myself to questions.
Note though, it is within my jurisdiction to not answer questions especially when they are written by anonymous people. Cheers. I’m not cold I swear. So much for the formality. :D
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Pour M. Aaron
You are beyond words. Your posts sink straight to my bone marrow, and hurt as if I were punctured by a blood transfusion needle — subtle and painful. You’ve gone through so much, you deserve 50% of the stocks of Love™ in the world. You deserve more love than Lanvin. You are no Class A overrun, you’re the real thing. I can relate too much I can’t help but want to help. My...
Often times the allure of impracticality looks but...
A good example is wearing a sweatshirt with cropped shorts in such a chilly weather.
Yes
I dream of waking up wearing only my boyfriend’s t-shirt and my good pair of briefs, and asking “What’s for breakfast hun?”
I know I'm skinny
and a bitch in the workplace, but I’m not a skinny bitch.
Adhering to industry standards doesn't make me...
it just makes my taste ever so banal. Worry not. I’m made of authentic human inside. I was handmade using a canvas of genuine human nature, not even a strand of Class A overruns’ threads were used.
