Showing posts from February, 2015


where da bae @ doe... call me miley. xo hey there valentines. I hope joy and love was had by all! my Vday was spent in the company of the best girls a gal could have. we greeted the day a little past noon and decided that although we are all bf-less we could still dress up and go out, because Galentines is a VERY real thing!! we enjoyed dinner at a teriyaki grill, but sat at the restaurant for 20+ minutes without drinks BECAUSE THE WAITRESS FORGOT WE WERE THERE. ouch. Like sure the place was full, but the couples aren't more important than the 3-way girl date sitting in the corner... next to do on our list of festivities was a movie at 10:50 but by the time the clock chimed 10:30 Alice and I were more than content to stay home and cuddle on the couch, and Lam didn't mind in the we finished the night off watching George Lopez reruns with some guy-pals and snackin on midnight cereal. And if the day ends with mi

three six five and then some.

you know that lack of feeling? that completely desolate moment where indifference reigns king? I had that. It was at precisely 12:19 this morning. It came with the chime of a text message. The sender was one who's status in my books had been troubled to say the least. once upon a time that sender had emoticons decorating their name, as time ebbed on the emojis were erased and the name was left naked; finally when the name itself was too much to bear a single syllable word took it's place entirely. i remember when the chime would come and with it excitement and lip-bitten smiles. i remember when those smiles faded to furrowed brows and a grimace of disdain and I remember when that was all replaced with clenched fists, & silence was the only response you'd get from me. I had been a passenger aboard your emotionally traumatic train, all the while you had never told me the destination. and then came the exhaustion. I never knew that exhaustion and defeat would


a Saturday afternoon spent behind and in front of the lens. xoxo hails.