part-time lover & full-time friend

Not knowing things wouldn't turn out how they should 😶

#guccimanehatstatus

#guccimanehatstatus

A little something I wrote, along with a silly photo of me; #lostplaces It's a sad truth that through our lives, as we construct the building blocks of memories in an ever-changing landscape, that the scenery starts to change. We don't expect for these foundations to slowly fade away; until one day they are no more than wisps of nothing. I miss the beach off the gravel track, with the morbid nickname. The river water would do its delicate dance, lapping at the edges of the world as our footsteps found their way. I miss the tunnel that never ends. In the darkness, when we all grab hands and run until our lungs could burst with the urgency of it all; and the echoes fly around like birds in the sky. I miss the hidden field, where cars and bikes and civilization couldn't reach. The warm sun beating down on the soft grass, or lying back on the blanket to count the stars winking back at us like old friends. I miss the skeleton houses on the lake, decrepit and old and filled with the lives of people before. Where we would climb over nature to snap the best photo shots, and zoom in on these forgotten homes. I miss the spot under the bridge, where the colors splashed across the canvas with purpose and meaning. And our fingertips turned blue from the paint, but it was ok because we were creating our own worlds. I miss the ledge that overlooked the city most of all. Where I spent so many nights sleeping, and talking, and dreaming, and exploring, and fighting, and loving, and hoping. And while I knew the nooks and crannies of the city below, from up above I still felt the magic of possibility. #yearofthewolf #writersofinstagram #writerslife #nostalgia (at Bloomington–Normal)

do you ever wish the places that were there during your youth hadn't disappeared with the passing of the years?

one of my favorite hills ✌🏻 so many things have changed and yet this has stayed the same 😊 (at Everett Dirksen Park)

lol I don't know what's wrong with my face 😂😂 it was a fantastic day 😏 (at Everett Dirksen Park)

Phase Three: MISSION FREAKIN ACCOMPLISHED (at Bloomington–Normal)

Phase Two: Prepare the biscuits and start the gravy 😁 (at Bloomington–Normal)

Happy Fathers Day to my Dad 🙃also to my brother-in-law, and all of the other great dads I have the pleasure of knowing 💜 don't ever stop doing what you're doing. Special shout out to the number one guy in Sienna's life -- even though it should be said that both of her parents are easily the two best people I know 😊🙌🏻 Finally, thanks to all of you who played the role of support during my journey, or any time after. There's no special day for that...but I have a lot of awesome people who have never let me back down from what's right.....I'm a very lucky girl 😌

Phase One to cooking biscuits and gravy from scratch: acquire ingredients Complete 🙂 (at Bloomington–Normal)

Heading back to BloNo already ✌🏻 Doing some apartment hunting this afternoon; then free the rest of the weekend 🙃 (at Pekin, Illinois)

oh the good ole' days

Omg I found this masterpiece in my old room 😂 #throwback

My baby 😍 (at Pekin, Illinois)