Being hit by the emotional bus hurts. A lot.

You've got the best of both worlds
You're the kind of girl who can take down a man,
And lift him back up again
You are strong but you're needy,
Humble but you're greedy
Based on your body language,
And shoddy cursive I've been reading
Your style is quite selective,
but your mind is rather reckless
Well I guess it just suggests
that this is just what happiness is

Hey, what a beautiful mess this is
It's like picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you write
Kind of turn themselves into knives
And don't mind my nerves you can call it fiction
‘Cause I like being submerged in your contradictions dear
‘Cause here we are, here we are

Although you were biased I love your advice
Your comebacks they're quick
And probably have to do with your insecurities
There's no shame in being crazy,
Depending on how you take these
Words they're paraphrasing this relationship we're staging

And it's a beautiful mess, yes it is
It's like, we're picking up trash in dresses

Well it kind of hurts when the kind of words you say
Kind of turn themselves into blades
And kind and courteous is a life I've heard
But it's nice to say that we played in the dirt
Cause here, here we are, Here we are
Here we are

We're still here

And what a beautiful mess this is
It's like taking a guess when the only answer is yes

And through timeless words and priceless pictures
We'll fly like birds not of this earth
And tides they turn and hearts disfigure
But that's no concern when we're wounded together
And we tore our dresses and stained our shirts
But it's nice today, oh the wait was so worth it, dear.
So here we are.

God, I dont want to miss it.

Spread the Word!!!

Leslie Vincent

Betterist in: Makeup Application

Oh what a day…

 

 

 

 

           

Thank you all. So SO much.

A start...

No edits.
Ron Flores Photography...
Just a quick glance before my portfolio comes out. :D

Oh... Oh hey there.

So I'm actually doing makeup for a living now? Like for real?
Weirded outtt.

Here's my site!

I did 2 shoots this weekends so there will be a full portfolio to come soon. But the business cards just got here.

I'm DGAF'in tomorrow. And Sara gets here in like 36 hours.
AHHHHHH


:D

.... For the first time since you've gone. Oh what have I done?

Everything about this is oxy mornonic. Yet it keeps happening.

"I don't think you can be broken."

No I can.. but only by myself, and the stupid things I do that set me years back even though I have so much going on now that I need to be present for.

Why don't I care about myself at all? Why can't I just not care about people... it would hurt so much less.



"I dont have a choice.. but I still choose you."



And I hate myself for it.

You only know what I want you to
I know everything you don't want me to
Oh your mouth is poison, your mouth is wine
Oh you think your dreams are the same as mine
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
I always will

I wish you'd hold me when I turn my back
The less I give the more I get back
Oh your hands can heal, your hands can bruise
I don't have a choice but I still choose you
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
Oh I don't love you but I always will
I always will
I always will
I always will
I always will
I always will

I'm shocked I tell you.. SHOCKED! :)

Holy voices here..

My weekend in some Pictures.

Joshua Tree!

Joe's Last Taco Tuesday, James, Me, Summer, Annie & Joe.

The Vincent Girls Take on the Desert. :D

Joshua Tree

I'm a blonde??? Oh boy..

...vIeWs ChAnGeD...

A good place to look to the future is when you are sat at the sea
with the salt up to your ankles and a view of the end of the pier
you may look down at your model’s feet and wish that you’d just float away
and the weather here is overcast and the sea is the same shade of grey
so the landscape before you looks just like the edge of the world.

I remember listening to this a year ago and thinking that the only way I could get to this place was in my own head.. by closing my eyes and blocking out everything else... you know how when your ears are plugged it kinda sounds like the inside of a shell... That's where I'd go, and the hurting would stop just for a second.

Now, so much of that pain is gone.. in fact I hadn't heard this song in months but I popped in a friends play list on the way home from Joshua Tree today and just started remembering. It was a gift really.. a realization of how far out of that hole I've climbed.
Not only that.. but this is where I live and breathe. At the end of the pier, with dolphins and sea salt hitting me in the face.
I find it to be a case of situational irony.

I'm so thankful tonight for the friends I have that brought me through.. but oddly for the first time in my life. I have no idea how to tell them.