Story of my motherfucking life. What a bitch.

(Reblogged from itsthelesbiana)

Toy camera.

Story of my life.

Story of my life.

(Source: thechocolatebrigade)

(Reblogged from thechocolatebrigade)

Mmm.

Someone needs a haircut, don’t you think so, baby?

Baby Names

If I were to have kids, and I’m not saying I would or wouldn’t, I’d name them an andogynous name. Examples:

  • Dylan
  • Jaime
  • Robin
  • Alex
  • Kris/Chris
  • Jessie/Jesse
  • Julianne/Julian
  • Sam (Samuel/Samantha)

I don’t want them conforming to gender stereotypes either. If my daughter wanted to play football, then so be it. (**Why isn’t there football for women anyway? I’d love to play football**). If my son wanted to take a knitting class, then I’d sign him up for it. I want them to be free to explore themselves. If bad things happen to them, then they suffer the consequences. I would just be that little voice trying to guide them on what the outcome of each action would be. But I would be a limitless mom. I want them to have a close relationship with me as they have with their best friends from school. From toddlers to adults. Yes, that’s the plan. If ever I do pop out kids.

No matter what I say — or do — I’ll never be with you.

End of story.

I was never too attached to people. Whenever I dated someone, one foot was always out the door. I never really fully trusted anyone. Sure, I’ve missed people from time to time; But not necessarily in a hardcore kind of way.

So today, I returned a rental car that me and my family have been using for a couple of days while one of our cars was being repaired. I felt SAD. That I’m parting with this red VW Jetta. I know it’s a freaking car but why do I feel fucking sad that it’s “leaving” me? I’ve noticed this with other instances as well, mostly after roadtrips and I’m checking the car for things that might have slipped in between and under the seats and I’m about to surrender the car to the rental place. It’s fucking sad man. This is the weirdest thing ever.

I’m attached to rental cars after a few days of using them. But not to people, who I’ve known longer.

The many faces of Michelle :D

Kevin’s dirty little secret, Tigger :)

What do you do..

when the person you like..

  • sees you as just a friend?
  • wants to see what’s out there for them?
  • talks about other people they’re interested in?
  • ultimately tells you they’re happy for you?
  • shows they don’t care you’ve found someone else..?

Me shooting guns!

Jackson Arms Shooting Range.

South San Francisco, CA.

Me, Jasmine, Marco.

Jasmine is leaving for NY soon so we had to take our babygirl out!

Crib at City Nights (Jazz is 18).

San Francisco, CA.

Just when all hope was lost..

I win $6.50 lol

Grand Sierra.

Reno, NV.

SF skyline.

Taken from Sausalito, CA.