Permanent Ink

I asked him to, "hold my hand better damn it!"

"You are missing from me."

The tattoo fever is real.  My best friend and I got our tattoos a few months ago in memory of Rachel, and it hurt like a bitch but they look great.  I'm already ready to get some more, but I'm trying to pace myself.  Also it's a lotta dollas $$$

xoxo

Hair Chalk and Real Talk

My dad thought it would be brilliant to buy me hair chalk...
blue looks pretty smashing on him I think:)

Fucking love birds we are.

Making faces like it's our job.

My mom and dad pretending we actually took this picture on Christmas.

And my boyfriend let me hair-chalk him a green mohawk because he's the best.  He's also very photogenic.  It's annoying.

Halloweenie

I really feel like Halloween has been dragged out this year for me.  I've gone to a haunted house, then to Scare Fest at Kings Dominion (which included 3 more haunted houses), and a Halloween party last weekend.  AND IT'S ONLY JUST NOW HALLOWEEN.
I just don't normally do so much, haha.
So I thought I'd post some pictures from last weekend so you could see my costume, a super hero.  I was going to try for The Black Widow, but that failed epically, so I got a cape and a mask and this is what happened.  I'm not much for sexy, but I do think Halloween gives the opportunity  to look hot and a little weird, without any judgement.  Although next year I think I want to try the scary side of things.... :)

Power Ranger, Me, Burlesque, and...you know, "normal."

My Zombie Killer

Wolverene's ginger cousin

A Sigh of Relief

Last night was the first really good night that I've had since I've come back to school this year.  I've gone out, I've drank a little, but it wasn't...right. Cliche', I know, but I don't know how else to describe it.  With losing a friend and having to re-assimilate, I just felt like I was walking around with a big hole in my chest.
It had a lot to do with the fight I got into with our "group" last year.  It was stupid, I can't even explain what it was about, but it got me "permanently uninvited."  So to add insult to injury, the whole group of people I spent time with last year was also missing from my life.
Well last night, Brittany and I went to their house just to say hi because we were partying just a few houses up the street.  It was the best thing we could have done.  We were welcomed back with open arms, smiles, and a lot of forgiveness.  The guy who kicked me out and I got a chance to talk alone.  We talked about the fight, Rachel, and regrets.  It was so amazing, because I know it's the place and the people I should've been hanging out with all along, but I was too stubborn to try without a personal invite.  And I know Rachel would be so happy to see us all talking again.
I know that some of the looks I got last night were pity, but they were with good intentions, so it's okay.  I'm just happy that I'm no longer excluded from people who's company I enjoyed so much before.  I'm actually crying as I write this, but I smile every time I look at the picture we got last night.  It really shows how happy we were to see each other again.  Can't fake smiles like those, haha.

Toes, Cards, and Cats

I have things I want to share, yet nothing really exciting has happened in my life.  It's a rare occasion in which that happens!  Nevertheless I have three pictures for you, World, and you're going to enjoy the fuck out of them.
Of course, before I just go uploading pictures willy-nilly I have to warn that they are just random and completely unrelated.  AKA: my life.

So remember when I said I was going to start wearing more things I liked, that made me feel like me.  I wanted to reclaim my identity...  Well instead of my identity I'm now a proud owner of three blisters.  And let me just say, I took them like a champ.  I've never had a blister before and I only shed one (maybe two) tears. That's what heeled boots, holy socks, and an unusually warm day will get you in Morgantown.
Sorry if you find this gross.  I find it to be the crowning result of my efforts.  Plus I like to share my pain with anyone who will listen. :)

I'm a community service God.  With over 20 hours already I made valentines for old people with my friends a few days ago and this was my third and final one.  I thought it was so cute!  Although, I have to admit I'm an open Valentines Day hater.  When I'm old if some random college kid makes me a card I'll probably put it in my pants and shit on it, because that's what I think about Valentines Day. But, hey, Nancy W might like it?

And this is Bella, my prima donna of a cat.  She's a little princess and she knows it.  She's also a catnip addict, but we try not to talk about it.
I went home for the weekend and she cuddled with me and got a mini-photoshoot.  She's just too cute not to share, and I miss her when I'm at college.