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Feeling/Not Feeling: Less is More

FEELING:

  • maxi dresses and no panties
  • Eating Ice Cream in bed in an ICE COLD AC blasting room
  • speaking of ice cream..isnt that pic the CUTEST?? *gushes*
  • just sleeping on sheets. No comforter
  • The Bliss Movement rolls on....


I like this pic. I want to have this moment...

  • Light summer scents.....my scent this summer is: Michael Kors Very Hollywood
  • hairless in the summer. So much so..I might shave my head...
  • why do I keep looking at wedding dresses. My wedding Pinterest board is ridic.
  • Fried whiting from Bankhead Sea Food or Supreme Fish Delight.




NOT FEELING:

  •  why is it hotter than the devil's dick outside!! MY GOD! 106 in HOTlanta
  • gas that will not move.
  • I cant walk in a wedge to save my life. I've tripped so many times in some basic ass wedges.
  • the disappointing moment of a failed "burgeoning" relationship. Bleh.
  • I need a fat faced baby to feed ice cream to. I dont have that
  • I need to go to NYC..I miss my people there.
  • The founder of said Bliss movement is faltering......and needs to check herself.
  • people and their stalker-ish tendencies. 
  • Dude...grow up and say it with ya chest! *smh* (Random but...I know what this means)
  • no days off.........just no reason to take off.
  • I miss my muse....he knows I miss him so. But...it's over for a reason I guess.
  • I miss my friends
  • I miss surprises....
  • I miss so much.......
  • I don't have focus. I need some.
  • speaking of "some"...I need to "get some"
  • But I wont. I am back on my solo-celibacy commitment. Yep...we back on it.
  •  I aint really feeling that though...it is what it is.....

Comments

  1. Omg, i live for a maxi dress. That's like my favorite summer style.

    Yeah, you are very over-due for a NYC trip!! Let's make it happen as a goal for 2013! ;-)

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    1. I have on a Maxi right now. Yes..NYC might be a cool little trip for 2013 or even sooner. I was hoping Labor Day...but tickets are astronomical!

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