The slower we move the faster we die.

Up in the Air, definitely one of my most favorite movies. It's scary how a person can affect and change another so drastically and so quickly like ink bleeding on paper. Yet, it's beautiful how we let ourselves without even knowing it. We let this person in and not only do we listen, but we follow. Intrigue is fascinating.

I hate Lindsay

But she looks damn good in this Kate Moss inspired photoshoot. Fuck.

She looks better blonde.

"Merry Christmas you.."

Oh, you. Thanks for texting me today. I miss you. A lot, a lot, a lot.

Eve.

Somewhere within the nine hours of shopping and the constant worry of overdraft fees to my checking account, I lost my excitment for Christmas. I don't care about the part of being broke, I mostly just wish Christmas was as perfect as the stories we've been told. I am the only one who seems to have a Christmas as fucked up as mine. It's never going to change, and when Grandma & Grandpa move on, I hope it comes to an end. When they're gone, there will only be fake smiles and indifferent minds.

So, this Christmas eve will consist of the Three W's: work, wrapping, & getting wasted.

Or at least I hope so.

Also, we must thank Christianity for this wonderful holiday!

Thank the Father, the Son, and the Holy Ghost! Amen!

No other.

Anythingtomakeyousmile.

Itisabettersideofyoutoadmire.

He comes home tomorrow! Or well, he's supposed to. He's only been gone a week and I've already forgotten what it's like to be around him. Weird.

Portland, Oregon

I seriously think I left my heart there.

All I want this Christmas..

THE wish list:
01. Camera - SLR or just a camera that takes really nice photos.
02. Polaroid film
03. Lola by Marc Jacobs
04. Disneyland pass
05. Daisy by Marc Jacobs
06. Ticket to Portland, Oregon
07. Foofy ass down comforter for my bed
08. Dr. Marten's -either 20eyed or 8
*red means I got it! :)


I love Christmas. The presents we receive aren't even close to how wonderful the feeling of Christmas brings. I'm not excited for it, but I'm glad it's here.

Special.

I used to adore you.
I couldn't control you.
There was nothing that I wouldn't do to keep myself around and close to you.

Gimme more.

Big.

You're nobody til somebody kills you.

Want to know my secret to this blog?
I was listening to Letlive.

Baby Bowie to now Bowie <3

She is so fucking cute.

There's a feeling.

I'd let you go but darling, but I don't know if I can live without you.
And I feel all alone, and I feel all alone, and I feel low.
If I let you go darling, is it good enough?

If it's not too late for coffee

I'll be at your place in ten.

The end is near.

Remember fps Doug? Anyway, two days left of school, then, free for two months! WIN!

Don't wake up just yet.

You're beautiful when you're sleeping.

Garbage.

I only smile in the dark.
My only comfort is the night gone black.
I didn't accidentally tell you that.
I'm only happy when it rains.

Last year emails.

My mom sent me this picture last year telling me to do this with her..


... but she didn't give me big enough ones to do so.




I'm still down.

"Gravitation is not responsible for people falling in love."

-Albert Einstein

Best of 2009?

That's easy. It's Bowie.

No one else I'd rather be with to end the year

than who I started it with?

Maybe I'm a downer.

But baby, you've let me down and now I'm just too tired of picking myself back up.

"Life's not fair but it's still good."

This Christian school on Del Amo Blvd. changes their sign every week. I like this weeks.

Let me be your guidance. Let me be your truth.

Is there a God you ask?

Take my word, no.

If there's the slightest chance that I am wrong, then God, please give me a gloriously white trash man as my groom. I got that American spirit.

Love, Chelsey

What is love?

It's your first choice at the carnival.

Blood & Wine.

Sometimes the white coats; They hide black hearts.
We've learned to sugar coat the same black guards.
Well, I turn lead into gold. I'll cure original sin.
Oh, now that I've tasted blood, now this wine seems too thin.

Bowie, I love you.

11.12.09 Sleeping in my crouch.

11.11.09 Sleeping on Rjay.

11.10.09 Inside of a Crown Royal bag.

11.10.09 At the veternarian

11.10.09 Hiding in my scarf at Peet's Coffee & Tea

11.10.09 Baby bottle feeding.

Praise Allah!

Got a bittersweet A on my Islam test. Who'd a thunk it?

Two thumbs up!

Home is wherever I'm with you.

God damn, you're cute.

Riding in cars with boys.

I've done some terrible things in cars.

Only I will judge me.

Home.

I don't even like home, but I brought my man back with me. I missed him. The drive to Tucson was damn long. Michelle and I left around 10:30am and didn't get to the show until 7:15pm. We had a few stops and a minor detour, but god damn. I'm glad I drove all the way out there to experience a Letlive show. It was great, oh, and we went to see our boyfriends as well. Oh wait, the best part was this..

Wow, talk about heaven on earth where your waffles are like pancakes and your waitress has no teeth. No, what was better was that when you would order, if something else would come up, right in the middle of ordering she will run away to help someone else. Seriously though, great food and great service! I recommend the hashbrowns and warm syrup! :)

And what better way to end the night than here. Rjay was too tired to drive through the night so we got a room near Phoenix and well, it was nice. Exceeded our expectations at just 50$ for the night and it never felt better than to lay on a bed next to him. I've been about a month without him, I'm glad I didn't have to wait any longer.

Boy.

It's time to wake up.

Satori is a Zen Buddhism term that can be roughly translated to "sudden realization". Through satori is where individuals will find enlightenment. I am not a Buddhist, but I do believe I need my sudden awakening.

Would you erase me?

When I think of love, I want to think of you, but I don't.




If it means anything, I know I'll never forget you.

Getting ready.

Whenever I think about people and the things they do, for some reason, I always think of what I'd say at their funeral. Whenever I have good times with my friends that are worth everything to keep, I always think of talking about it at their funeral. Is that normal?

HALLOWEEN IS SO CLOSE.
What to do? Who to be? ... Who to do? ;)