autumn blew the quilt right off the perfect bed she made

i love how i fall for the jerks. figuratively speaking.
i don't actually love it. i hate it.
i hate getting my hopes up. i hate dreaming about them. i hate that i will re-read over their text messages searching for any hint of affection.

how does that saying go? when one door closes another door opens.. well it feels like lately all i've been getting are doors slammed in my face. i wait for another to open. but it never does. and i'm beginning to suffocate.

smoky eyes and lacy dresses

just recently i tried to make my own brown eyes look as sultry and glamorous.

i matched the look with a nice lacy black dress.

i just wanted to look beautiful. i wanted to be noticed.

was that too much to ask.

by the end of the night my unstoppable tears had carried the eye liner

so that my face was just a canvas of black.

it was pathetic.

now all smoky eyes can remind me of is a girl with a broken heart.

days, days like a summer rain. blink and they're gone again

where do you get amazing t-shirt-dresses like these?!

when i have shitty days i like to do this. just lie down in the grass and slowly conform into the scenery to the point where i almost feel like i don't exist. it's the best feeling to have to worry about nothing but your breathing. today was a bad day. so i went to our backyard and lay down on the grass. it was raining and i got all soaked and muddy. but sometimes you need to let that happen.

i love how the rain brings me my solace. that feeling of being totally covered from the world and yet somehow protected by it. of being able to cry without anyone noticing. it gives me that feeling that i will be ok. even if i am alone.

i hate it when the rain stops.

this blog has purely been formed for the simple reason that i have so many pretty pictures that i want to share.

and i need to vent my spleen.

a cliche reason. but still, the truth.