Wibbly wobbly, timey wimey & mustache socks! Thanks @anniehinton for the wonderful birthday gift! (Taken with instagram)
I never thought I would have a person in my life that would make me come to appreciate the beauty of the hipster kitten. I’m so very glad that I do.
You will forever and always be family. I love you!
Happy Birthday, Katia!!!
(via:viewtoakel)
Love this asshole because he’s the most honest man I know.
WIWT: 31st birthday edition. House dress, layered @axandapple jewelry
Doctor Who kitty!! LOVE THIS!!! Annie, gets me.Happy birthday to my very thoughtful, always happy, proverbial ray-of-sunshine friend Katia! Here’s a Dr. Who kitty to make your 10 hour office day a little bit better! Here’s to year 31!
Aquarius is a true rebel with a cause.
(Source: bearingwater)
Sums up our relationship quite well
Birthday eve with a teeny, tiny bottle of cheap champers: Where were YOU a year ago?
While I enjoy NYE as much as the next person, I am in a camp that likes to think that the New Year doesn’t really start until your birthday. Tomorrow I’ll start my new year. The sun will rise and set as it always does, but I’ll be turning a new leaf. The old relationships that haven’t weathered the storm I will let go of. Last year I was hurt, I kissed A boy (yes, only one), I made some AMAZING friends, traveled all over the country, fell in love with a dear friend, did some things I NEVER thought I would do, and allowed myself to be completely vulnerable to a boy, amongst other learning experiences.
I have a notorious streak of bad birthdays. My dog ran away, my cat died, I was dumped, my parents forgot, and I found another girls thong beside my boyfriends bed are a few great birthday gems.
Tomorrow I’m going to start with a 5mi run, maybe a mimosa for breakfast, then go and spend 10 bloody hours at the office. After work, I’ll go to one of my favourite muisc venues, Schubas Tavern and sit at the bar for $3 whiskey.
Shout out to my wonderful friend, comic knowledge bomb dropper, beauty, Kyoko (brain-food) for the first birthday phone call. On the east coast, I’m already 31.
Thanks for all who; have stuck around, seen me through the recent life pains, had a few drinks with, hugged, laughed, smiled uncontrollably with, spent four hours on the phone with, g-chatted at work with, skyped with, freelanced with, cried with, and loved. I’ve learned a lot about myself, about others, how we treat each other, love and hurt each other. The good ones you think have disappeared, will always call you when you need it. The ones that have seemed to disappear for good will, and you can’t do anything about it. Happily though, as much as I feel I’ve stayed in one place and haven’t changed anything, I haven’t. I’ve done a lot in the last year, I’ve let people, places and feelings change me for the better. Sometimes in a natural progression, sometimes not.
But, you can’t force a thing to grow, and if you want something, you have to want it enough to do it. Throw yourself in, commit, love, and be loved. Life is too ironically short.
Cheers, my friends!
6 day warning
31 is next monday, jan 30th. Will accept if you people ship yourself in boxes, cupcakes, whiskey, bike related items, hugs, cuddles, or anything doctor who
did i get some sexy love on my birthday? no
did i make out with two hot lesbians? yes, yes i did.
a conversation
and he said “why are you crying?”
and i said “nobody has ever given me flowers.”
“but..katia…:”
he trailed off’
“no it’s okay. i’m just crying because these flowers are so beautiful.”
and i got into a gypsy cab,
and i cried., i cried and i lit a camel light,
and i’ve never felt more alone in my life.
i came home to your text messages,
“ohhh i’m sorry i didn’t make it out” “: i loooovveeee you”
and i smoked my last camel light.
then.
black,
Brian made this list of to do: before my 27th birthday.
tomorrow i turn 29 and pretty much everything is still relevant.
