as days go by...

Brandy: Thirty-something starting fresh. Mom to the world's cutest French Bulldog. Learning to slow down and enjoy the little things life has to offer.
Oct 20 '14
Someone has a case of the sads tonight

Someone has a case of the sads tonight

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Oct 16 '14
no one ever tells you that people will leave your life, unannounced. sometimes they leave the earth, sometimes they just leave you. things continue. tomorrow you will wake up and the sun will be kissing your eyelids and it will be a new day for you to drink too much coffee and reread an old book. you will be okay. no one ever tells you that, either. days will melt together like some candle you burned down to scraps, and seasons will change. you will fall in and out of love with yourself more times than you’ll ever be able to count. it is important to take the time to appreciate your own fingerprints, your own skin.
there will be days when it is all you have.

Tumblr never fails to come through with the right message at the right time.

never forget to be kind to yourself.  (via graceinplace)

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Sep 24 '14

You can’t have no in your heart…

Mr. Blue Eyes and I have been dating for about a year and a half. Things are swimming right along and we’ve discussed living together but the issue is our pups. More accurately, Dexter is making this difficult. He tries to attack layla repeatedly. This weekend he showed progress and was tolerant of her being here. Tonight I came home to find everyone in harmony, one minor scuffle arose as she tired of him humping her head, but overall I am pleased with his new behavior. Here’s hoping we can be a two dog home after all.

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Sep 24 '14
A little blurry but miraculous none the less! All my loves together peacefully…Dexter is making progress ♥♥♥ :-)

A little blurry but miraculous none the less! All my loves together peacefully…Dexter is making progress ♥♥♥ :-)

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Sep 7 '14
A good relationship is when two people accept each other’s past, support each other’s present, and love each other enough to encourage each other’s future. So don’t rush love. Find a partner who encourages you to grow, who won’t cling to you, who will let you go out into the world, and trust that you will come back. This is what true love is all about.
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May 13 '14

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Mar 30 '14

So after realizing I’ve been at this for four years and I’m pretty lousy at blogging, I thought I should open up a bit….

Lately I have given a lot of thought to who I am and who I truly want to be. I feel that I have spent far too long fighting between feeling sorry for myself and belittling myself.  No one can change my situation except me. I am tired of talking myself out of my dreams. I have to start looking at the negative things in a positive light… that rejection letter for the job I applied for doesn’t make me a worthless failure, it just means that it wasn’t the best match right now. I will not be stuck at my current job forever, I will find a way to do better, be better and move forward. 

Tonight I filled out my forms for financial assistance and hopefully I will be eligible for something. If not, I will find a way to pursue my education in another manner.  I want to do something that makes a difference for other people as well as myself.

Holding myself accountable is the first of many steps in the journey. 

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Mar 30 '14
as days go by… turned 4 today!

as days go by… turned 4 today!

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Mar 18 '14

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Mar 12 '14

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Feb 25 '14

Me trying to make it through this week



HOW is it only Tuesday???????

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Feb 6 '14
You don’t know anyone at the party, so you don’t want to go. You don’t like cottage cheese, so you haven’t eaten it in years. This is your choice, of course, but don’t kid yourself: it’s also the flinch. Your personality is not set in stone. You may think a morning coffee is the most enjoyable thing in the world, but it’s really just a habit. Thirty days without it, and you would be fine. You think you have a soul mate, but in fact you could have had any number of spouses. You would have evolved differently, but been just as happy.
You can change what you want about yourself at any time. You see yourself as someone who can’t write or play an instrument, who gives in to temptation or makes bad decisions, but that’s really not you. It’s not ingrained. It’s not your personality. Your personality is something else, something deeper than just preferences, and these details on the surface, you can change anytime you like.
If it is useful to do so, you must abandon your identity and start again. Sometimes, it’s the only way.
Set fire to your old self. It’s not needed here. It’s too busy shopping, gossiping about others, and watching days go by and asking why you haven’t gotten as far as you’d like. This old self will die and be forgotten by all but family, and replaced by someone who makes a difference.
Your new self is not like that. Your new self is the Great Chicago Fire—overwhelming, overpowering, and destroying everything that isn’t necessary.
— Julien Smith, The Flinch (via creepinthecellar)

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Dec 18 '13

This is how you lose her.

You lose her when you forget to remember the little things that mean the world to her: the sincerity in a stranger’s voice during a trip to the grocery store, the delight of finding something lost or forgotten like a sticker from when she was five, the selflessness of a child giving a part of his meal to another, the scent of new books in the store, the surprise short but honest notes she tucks in her journal and others you could only see if you look closely.

You must remember when she forgets.

You lose her when you don’t notice that she notices everything about you: your use of the proper punctuation that tells her continuation rather than finality, your silence when you’re about to ask a question but you think anything you’re about to say to her would be silly, your mindless humming when it is too quiet, your handwriting when you sign your name in blank sheets of paper, your muted laughter when you are trying to be polite, and more and more of what you are, which you don’t even know about yourself, because she pays attention.

She remembers when you forget.

You lose her for every second you make her feel less and less of the beauty that she is. When you make her feel that she is replaceable. She wants to feel cherished. When you make her feel that you are fleeting. She wants you to stay. When you make her feel inadequate. She wants to know that she is enough and she does not need to change for you, nor for anyone else because she is she and she is beautiful, kind and good.

You must learn her.

You must know the reason why she is silent. You must trace her weakest spots. You must write to her. You must remind her that you are there. You must know how long it takes for her to give up. You must be there to hold her when she is about to.

You must love her because many have tried and failed. And she wants to know that she is worthy to be loved, that she is worthy to be kept.

And, this is how you keep her.

— Junot Diaz, This is How You Lose Her  (via cybergirlfriend)

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Nov 9 '13







Everyone who reblogs this will get the title of a book to read based on their bio/posts.
Everyone. I mean it.

EDIT: make sure your ask box is open please :)

Reblogging because more people need to like/reblog this so they can read lovely books.

I’ll reblog all the things today. I don’t care.

I’ll play.

Me too please.


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Oct 15 '13

I Need A Vacation

Dear God, this speaks to my soul today…


I am driving down a highway somewhere through Texas. There is a large Cherry Coke in the drink holder, condensation dripping and pooling around the loose change we need for the highway. It is warm and I keep drinking it. I am lazily flipping through country station, trying to find something I can listen to or laugh at—“This one! This one is absurd. I like it. I like it.” My hums come out captive, croaky, furtive, then strong. My hand whips out the window, feeling the dirt kicked up by tires and the sun and I wave (not on my own accord but the wind!) at every Volvo and car and motorcycle that goes by. Kid presses his face to the window. I think briefly about pressing back, but lean more into the seat instead. My back hurts, my shirt is sticking slightly to the seat. I contemplate buying cigarettes and roll my neck around in an attempt to loosen it. I sing a song I don’t know I knew. “Take a left!” An impromptu exit, paved by the gods with neon signs and flickering lights. We stop into a tiny dive for some tacos, warm and soft in a place that smells like tortilla and hisses steam. The salsa drips down the corner of my mouth, hits the wooden bench (rife with splinters, I’m sure), and onto the dirt. I drink a beer, cold. Back in the car, we watch the sky turn purple-pink, our bodies hoping for showers and beds and blankets. I flip to something like Patsy Cline. I kiss him on the cheek as he drives, lean all the way over with my seatbelt still on. It will be a long night and a long drive. Later, the stars begin to race us home.

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