simply because.

, originally uploaded by Katherine Elizabeth.

soma is over.
i am satisfied.

staying in tonight. major introversion going on, boo.

mm.

i don't know...

oh.
i'm going to Uganda.
i think that's an interesting piece of information
to share.

peace.

dear f. scott fitzgerald

, originally uploaded by {damnittoby}.

the reviews you've received decades later
are correct. you do know how to paint
quite the picture with your choice of
words.

i am enjoying owning all of your
published works and immersing myself
in the word-painted images.

sincerely,

veronica
the closet bibliophile

he just couldn't take it anymore, i guess.

Suicide (365/268), originally uploaded by JenniPenni.

i finally picked a subject for this speech.
weeeoooo!

now, to properly put it into words...
enough to bring everyone to tears!

and it's 9:22am.
i have until 11:45am to do this
so i have time to still get ready and run to class.
fo sho.

will i make it??

to be continued.

i don't get to wear the cute things

Girl in Pink Bra, originally uploaded by datk0001.

so. i have officially graduated to
the double letters in bra sizes.

they need to stop growing.
they needed to stop like...
two years ago.

*le sigh*

i need to get this weight off my chest.

i need to get this weight off my chest., originally uploaded by [sry for the confusion].

so i said it. i finally said it.
sadly, through a text, and
not verbally like i had hoped,
but it needed to be said and
i said it.

i feel less burdened.

seriously, though.
calling me everyday
sometimes multiple times
a day is unbelievably
overwhelming. that is was
bf/gf do. we weren't dating.
we weren't courting.
i wasn't even interested in that.
but somehow... calling me
everyday became the norm.

i should have established the
boundary earlier and it's my
fault for letting it go on so long
but it feels good to not have to
just internalize it anymore.

it's out, it's said, and i feel
an insane amount of relief from
the tension i felt before.

my heart leads me

The bunny travels (365/310)
Originally uploaded by JenniPenni

so when i went to journal yesterday and wallow
in self pity... and of course, place the words on
paper doing so, God got ahold of my hand and
pen.

when i went to complain about me always being
second bested and blah blah, other words took
place on the page. i wrote in such a fury, when i
looked up, the words didn't say what i wanted
them to originally say. when i meant to complain
about myself and my self-worth, God had me
write instead about how He creates all things
beautiful. They're beautiful because they are
His. Nothing made by Him is ever mediocre.
that He is the only one who can determine
beauty because He created it. Someone's
vision skewed by the worldly definition of
beauty knows nothing.

i felt awestruck by that, but then i felt a sense of
peace and realized how true it was.

despite the common pattern that seems to
happen with my love life, i need not worry.
God has got me and He has also placed me
in an amazing community of individuals.

and i'm beautiful. if someone thinks otherwise,
then i feel bad that the world has placed
such stereotypes in their mind.

all i can do is love on them and hope that
they realize the ramifications of what they
say and do.

mm. <3

God is so good.
His love is so good.
And His love burns in my veins.

gonna kick it good.

Kick the ball
Originally uploaded by Pawel Sawicki

i'm so tired of this.
the next time i get treated
like second best, or get
second bested by a guy,
they better be covering their
crotch. 'cuz i plan on kicking
them in the weiner.

*sigh of slight frustration*

so done with it.
i'm not at all second best material.
oh hecks no.

yup.

but that still doesn't mean that i'm
totally over it right now.

i keep questioning my self worth, but
WHY?!

:/

hugs, coffee, and lovin' ...

i want that.