Sailorknots.

“My mother said to me, “If you are a soldier, you will become a general. If you are a monk, you will become the Pope.” Instead, I was a painter, and became Picasso.”

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i love this quote, but Mrs. Picasso, I would like to add;

“I was a little girl, and became Me.”

I think, I finally accept everything now.

so, today was delightful (:

so i went over to my aunt’s house yesterday. catched up with her. brought over lunch sincerely from me and my sister (:

so we gossiped like little girls over the dinner table while my grandpa read his newspaper and my grandma talked to my mom.

dreams. italian guys. cars. clothes. more boys. speeds. all those delightful girl stuff.

then she told us to scram to the kitchen. she then proceeded to take out bottles of wine and soju.

“dont tell your mom. you girls might need them.”

just another beautiful day.

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but its nice to see her on the tips of her toes, walking, screaming, cursing, like always. its nice that everything moved on …smoothly? i dunno. 

hmm, i admire her. i admire how strong she is. how beautiful she is. a who-give-a-fuck attitude. she told me to pursue my dreams. she told me to just be me. who gives a crap to the rest of the world. just give a damn about yourself and the few who loves you for who you are. who cares if your parents forbid you to follow your dream. if you love it, do it.

so i made up my mind for christmas. i’m going to adopt a puppy or dog from the local animal shelter. a jack russel terrier? he’s lovely;

but my sister wants a scottie,

ah whatever. imma build him a cozy little house and name him tuesday. and while my sister is going to be away next year, my bestfriend is…well going to be there forever here (:

hello beautiful.