Me: Mom. If I had studied heating and air conditioning, I'd never be unemployed.
Mom: The day you open a hat factory, children will be born without heads.
Mom: The day you open a hat factory, children will be born without heads.
Stupid Boys at the Gym,
my $3 Walgreens headphones are not the soundproof Beats you are imagining, and if everything you are saying about my body is true, i must be in the perfect place to change it.
Impatient Restaurant Customers,
my 2 arms, crocs, and penguin legs can only carry so many things so fast, and if the standard you have set for simultaneous: speed of service/attitude/lack of respect/lousy tips is realistic, i must be asking for too much.
Murphy Express Gas Station on Lee Highway,
my trusty steed, Donny J, favors your gas prices over any other, and even if every other gas station in Chattanooga knew you were practically giving it away, i'd remain loyal to you.
iPhone Users that are my Facebook Friends,
my iMessage is not one to lie, and if you are too busy to text back but not too busy to update your status, i must have too much time on my hands.
77 Year Old Cashier at Wal-Mart,
i don't mind how long it takes to get rung up or how many times you have asked me to donate to the children's miracle network because hearing the same compliment about my eyes everytime you see makes it worth it.
Every Girl that Works at SunTan City,
my membership is the cheapest monthly option. my name is pronounced Mary-Ella. my skin tans just fine on its own. nothing has changed since 3 months ago, and if i still don't look like i was cut from the same leather as you, i must be doing something right.
Anyone that has Ever Trained for a Run,
my calendar tells me i'm only 2 weeks in, and if enjoying any moment of my 2-a-days is normal, i must have signed up for the wrong kind of K.
Sincerely,
Mari
my $3 Walgreens headphones are not the soundproof Beats you are imagining, and if everything you are saying about my body is true, i must be in the perfect place to change it.
Impatient Restaurant Customers,
my 2 arms, crocs, and penguin legs can only carry so many things so fast, and if the standard you have set for simultaneous: speed of service/attitude/lack of respect/lousy tips is realistic, i must be asking for too much.
Murphy Express Gas Station on Lee Highway,
my trusty steed, Donny J, favors your gas prices over any other, and even if every other gas station in Chattanooga knew you were practically giving it away, i'd remain loyal to you.
iPhone Users that are my Facebook Friends,
my iMessage is not one to lie, and if you are too busy to text back but not too busy to update your status, i must have too much time on my hands.
77 Year Old Cashier at Wal-Mart,
i don't mind how long it takes to get rung up or how many times you have asked me to donate to the children's miracle network because hearing the same compliment about my eyes everytime you see makes it worth it.
Every Girl that Works at SunTan City,
my membership is the cheapest monthly option. my name is pronounced Mary-Ella. my skin tans just fine on its own. nothing has changed since 3 months ago, and if i still don't look like i was cut from the same leather as you, i must be doing something right.
Anyone that has Ever Trained for a Run,
my calendar tells me i'm only 2 weeks in, and if enjoying any moment of my 2-a-days is normal, i must have signed up for the wrong kind of K.
Sincerely,
Mari
This + Samantha's wedding = best weekend of my summer.
is the part of the movie
where I
(marielalauracosentinohardlyemployedheartbrokenandtired)
make
an Incredible Comeback.
skinny love makes perfect sense.
and you realize the last 3 weeks of your life were
just a bad Bon Iver cover band concert.
If I was given the (high-paying) job of thinking of another name for April,
it would be synonymous of a time when:
it would be synonymous of a time when:
my name became Pookie.
i roamed my future aimlessly.
i seriously considered cosmetology school.
i avoided honest mirrors.
i marched to zion at least twice a day.
i never texted back,
flakier than a box of Kellogg's.
home became a bottomless piggy bank.
KM Photography was born!
i had nothing to show for
4 painfully perfect interview(outfits)s.
falling off the grid,
KM Photography was born!
i had nothing to show for
4 painfully perfect interview(outfits)s.
falling off the grid,
letting all the weak hang out,
and refusing to be the entertainer
felt great.
and refusing to be the entertainer
felt great.
this happened, which caused this.
all i could think of was:
how far i haven't come
how much i haven't grown
how successful i have yet to be
since a year ago,
when Nebraska flicked me
to the land of no-one-knows'.
April quickly became a reminder that
life is what happens when you're busy
waiting tables.
(and to my great relief)
May has already promised:
a new number.
a bigger map.
a better June.
all i could think of was:
how far i haven't come
how much i haven't grown
how successful i have yet to be
since a year ago,
when Nebraska flicked me
to the land of no-one-knows'.
April quickly became a reminder that
life is what happens when you're busy
waiting tables.
(and to my great relief)
May has already promised:
a new number.
a bigger map.
a better June.
is progress' strongest opponent.
(this is still my home screen.
changing it either means
giving up
on one of the few things i ever wanted so bad
or
letting down
this idea that
there is one plan, one path.)
whatever you do:
keep your floors bear
so you have no rugs for sweeping things under.
