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lol. me and Mel always read about the animals that ate or killed their mates. I doubt we are opposed to this idea. Pirates of Caribbean? We are gonna need Sherrollee and April for this... just saying. Also where is Talitha? this is getting a lil funny. Also I like his poor damn wife... its him me and Jackie have the issue with. Its sad too BC I woulda liked to meet their baybay but neh... 

New family tree outlines evolutionary path to slavery in Formica ants

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Why even give the person I dislike any literal time in my mind whatsoever?! I find not generally acknowledging their existence is a much better strategy really. Also restraining orders “family” or not. I am already in love with someone else so please stop even trying. In addition there are literally just a tiny handful of people I don’t like and can’t find common ground with. Those people have no place in my life and I have no obligation to allow them to be a part of it nor do I have to allow them to see how my family or relationships play out. Its literally none of their business whatsoever and I have an entirely different side of my family that apparently they’ve crossed for the last time. This isn’t a threat or anything... Its simply a fact and going completely no contact, no viewing my day to day on social media or how my children grow up or anything else... yeah, that's the status of things. In addition they have had our ENTIRE lives to make things right. When I said I was with Chels on this- I wasn’t kidding. She tried to get them to do the right thing but apparently they are incapable. They called her a brat as well for trying to shield them from the legal repercussions of their actions. Literally not the sharpest tools in the shed. On another note- they act as if I am unaware of the literal level of their complete and utter nonsense. All made up- all of our lives have literally been a huge bunch of lies and our parents cheating with the next warm body they could find. Not me- not my family- we weren’t raised that way... go ahead protect your rapist. Me and Jackie and apparently the rest of the legislation now know EXACTLY how you are. Your poor poor wife. 

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The stars tell us to shine; the world tells us we are broken.

shall we focus on what we excel at? or fix what’s broken? // @hinasyeda (via hinasyeda)

Moving right along? Also some broken things need fixing (like my wrist likely)... I am a damn human being. At any rate- I am I love with someone else already and I never did cheat. This is historic... the closest I ever came to voluntarily cheating was a 2 second kiss with someone that I immediately stopped and told my then BF about as soon as I saw him. While I am working my ass off to provide for everyone as well as everything else I’ve done and there is so much evidence about you... yeah, Imma say “no dawg...” Randy and Simon both know how I am. That doesn’t change in addition my eyes are NOT hazel... they are brown and my hair is nearly black IRL. They can take their disgusting scummy selves elsewhere... On top of that- I’ve no interest in knowing anyone whose name starts with a K. Unless its Kay but I already know where she is and she AT LEAST knows what’s going on. If I told her they were making me go to Catholic Church and not Temple she’d be LIVID as I am. Where are Joel, Taryn and Nina anyway... as far as I am concerned I am more done with any of them than they know. Also I grew up with Nick so for all his failings otherwise... he at least knows most of the history with them. Can’t imagine he is thrilled hearing this shit either. There is literally nothing romantic between us unless you consider him zipping up the back of my dress romantic which is entirely stupid because I grew up in dressing rooms and being half undressed most of the time. If you truly get jealous over someone I have known since I was a literal child- before you even had any idea I existed- then go eat a... well you know what I am getting at. Also there isn't a single human being on earth that wants to know or deal with you after what you did. In addition an officer stalking a civilian has got to be some sort of offense is it not? This has gone on since I was like... idk REALLLLLY young. Cheryl knows. 

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Yes- its not just angry though... its that side of my “family” aint NEVER EVER going to see me again plain and simple. Apparently toots, john and lisa now understand a bit more. 

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Maybe... I guess we will see... They said Mimi was nuts as well and they also did this to Rach and Brooke. That one will have her day soon enough. Also- Trish knows as well as some federal Judges that all of that is my intellectual property. I have literally spoken in front of crowds of 1000+ people. Now the public has my medical record to verify. So as soon as I get back some people will not be having a very good time. It was a hipaa secured email of someone with a security clearance that never ever transmitted work related emails elsewhere so... and on another note, Hillary and her did nothing wrong in their emails and were likely subject to this same type of BS really which is stupid. At least we are educated. Sorry to sound snobby and I don’t ever until some literal uneducated people start messing with my life and family before ever speaking to me as if it is any of their business. Sorry for this rant but Katie should know some of this stuff. If my blood family had half an idea what has/ is happening here they would be PISSED. Also no I am most certainly not participating in any of their weddings. I am with Joanna on that and if I do end up remarried-there’s going to be a 20 page long pre-nup and NO FAMILY at all is invited or will be involved. Laurel and Sara possibly but that's it only because they have been sisters to me more so than anyone else. Just so sick of all of this. Also I feel like I literally need dialysis... like it is a dire emergency and I just don't have the wherewithal to deal with them anymore really. 

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When I am still of mind and my heart is calm

I still feel him all around me and I know there are parts of him shining through me

Neither one of us is perfect, but we are to each other

One day we will be together again but it can’t be now and that's alright

I will learn to stand on my own- without the “village” 

I will find a new village and they won’t mind that I am Belle or that I am a writer

They will know I am also a dancer and an artist and a scientist and many other things they’d never know at first glance

I no longer give anyone the power to be in my life that cannot figure out how to respect me or the people I care for

It really is as simple as that

I am not afraid anymore

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love the 3rd from last! also, some of the formal ones I have ordered fit perfectly. It pays to know your measurements and be HONEST lol. 

Mireille Dagher “The Lotus” 2015 Haute Couture Collection 

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I feel like I am not used to being human or something... :/ 

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:) I love the sign. How about end all violence? That would be so much better I think. 

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You are absolutely correct. No one should have to!

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lol 

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lol mine as well although she is mean and likes to kick animals and stuff :/ at any rate we at LEAST know how to support each other through some hella ridiculous BS. that’s all.

To my mom.

This goes to the woman I love the most, to the woman who holds me and places me together like a puzzle with soft, gentle, but disciplining hands as many times as necessary; from when I was four and my toys came to life every time I played with them, to when I had my first crush, and to when I was thirteen and a new world made me lose my direction – she always reminded me who I was.

This goes to the woman who loves me unconditionally and tells me what I need to hear, even if it shatters my heart. She is always there to take care of every single piece of it and help me put it back together.

This goes to the woman whose eyes, hair, and lips I inherited and whose strength and infinite courage was planted in me like a seed that began to grow by experiences and love. To the woman who told me I don’t need a man to be happy, that I don’t need a man to remind me how divine I am, that I don’t need a hero because I’m not a princess, I’m a warrior.

This goes to a stunning, wise soul, to a woman whose heart pumps the purest love of all and whose mouth only speaks words of wisdom. To the woman who raised me with her own hands and whose affection, like mother nature, nourishes the flowers and suddenly makes them bloom one day, my mother’s support is like the sun and her lectures like rain to the flowers that with enough of both turn into a breathtaking view.

This goes to the woman who fights every battle with her own hands and taught me that it’s okay to break down sometimes, to allow yourself to feel like the most miserable girl in the world for a little bit – as long as you get back up and keep fighting. To the woman with the most transcendental ideas, brightest mind, and prettiest smile. To the woman who hasn’t changed the world yet, but is getting there.

This goes to my mother, the woman I love the most.

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I somehow feel like leslie and I are up to no good which means it must involve cat and Amanda somehow and we are prob all in some sort of trouble but whatever. yoga and blanket forts sound wonderful. 

Maybe there is no placebo effect and sugar pills just cure everything

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I am worth the love that I have denied myself.

Say it with me. (k.kø)

Ok... lol, its quite difficult for me. I tend to become so concerned with helping everyone else I forget about myself quite frequently. :/

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This looks like an *actual* scene from my life. Also yes, prob identify with Hindi or Islam the most... in the grand scheme of things, THAT is what calms my soul the most. Circle of life, people... poo of the antelope... whatever you wanna call it. Ant elope. lmfao ayeee... 

Palak Gupta photographed by Priyank Nandwana

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Short love story series

They stared at each other through glasses across the café. She was busy writing a research paper for her next NIH grant; he was trying to find inspiration for his next graphic novel. Neither had looked up long enough to notice each other let alone the increasing traffic in the bookstore until she sneezed and her purse fell over. Her cheeks immediately flushed and he got up to help her clean up the contents of her purse. As he handed her a handful of pens and pencils that inadvertently included a tampon, she turned bright red and put her face in her hands. He smirked and continued helping until everything was picked up. “Thank you so much,” she managed to get out though her voice was really shaky. “No problem,” was his confident response. “I’m going to get another coffee, would you like anything?” he asked. “Just a green tea with milk please, and here let me give you this,” she replied as she reached for her wallet. “Oh no, it’s on me,” he said and walked to the counter. As soon as she remembered where she left off and began to type again, he was back with the drinks and a pastry for each of them. 

She thanked him and offered to pay him once again. He declined and to her surprise, pulled out the chair opposite her. “I haven't gotten much done this morning... writer’s block, I guess,” he said. “What do you write about?” she asked. “Screenplays and manga,” he replied, “and you?” “I am applying for a research grant at the NIH and I write medical poetry to submit to journals and contests.” This piqued his interest and he got up to get his tablet. “Do you mind if I join you?” he asked. “Sure, it would be nice actually, maybe we can learn from each other.” They each felt a bit of a flutter in their chests as they talked and sipped their drinks, exchanging ideas and bashful glances with each other. 

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welp dad...

Guess its just me and you now! lol