you got those new shoes on..

So, now I have a pain on the right ride of my head and it won't go away. Something's bugging me I guess. Hopefully I'll dream the answer. I can't wait to rid Cooper for a while and go away to an imaginary land with my guilty pleasures (pizza pretzels) and my most memorable moments. I get to wear my sweet flower shorts and sport my shades and be someone new to everyone. My goal is to meet at least one new friend and talk to him/her for a while. Unfortunately, that's easier said than done.

I'm trying to crack the code which is called "hipster slang." So far, I'm just confused and a little hungry. I found a pirate translator though! Night well spent?

I like to think silly things inspire me:
Book covers, the sounds of guitars, pillows, cool hairstyles, "that cool smirk", bare feet, holding hands, kisses, street lights, car horns, freckles, horizontal stripes, curves, old school quotes, touch skin, sunrises, cuddling, James Cameron's "Avatar", Las Olas boulevard around Christmas Time, horse rides, smiles, dorky children, playing leap frog, big blonde hair, guy friends, long involved hugs, gingers, Arizona, Jewish grandmothers, opening presents, vagina trees, the stars, the cover of nightfall, breaking things, flash photography, shorts kinda day, new friends on skateboards, dancer parties, being uninhibited, the feeling of "high", no secrets.

"And when I just think of my favorite things, then I don't feel, so sad"

I'm so hung and strung over on old people and times sometimes I wonder how my head doesn't just leave me. It's almost embarrassing how childish I get when subjects are brought up and immediately my mouth and brain work against me and say things I wish and pray I could just keep secret. Wondering eyes don't help at all either. When I catch their blueish eyes, I tend to blink and turn back to reality....sometimes. Then, I find that song that takes me back and I cry so hard my eyes hurt. But I feel better after. Like, you just up and walked outta my mind...for the moment. And I feel safe.

And now I'll go drive off the bridge in my yellow truck.

I just had this moment where it's like "Oh? We used to be good friends, then you pushed me away because you were having boy problems and never text or call back." And now my energy is being drained because I'm worrying about losing a friend I don't think I ever had in the first place. My "I told you so" mom in me is nagging and there's no way to make her shut up (unless I shove a oatmeal cookie in her face.) Surreal is a word I can see right now. Everything up to this point has been seen through rose-colored aviator shades and now it's raining....so...no sunglasses allowed. I just need money and for people to stop judging every stupid thing that comes outta my mouth.

I want socks/stockings like this so badly. It's just so floral and lovely and happy, how can anyone resist?

I want socks/stockings like this so badly. It's just so floral and lovely and happy, how can anyone resist?