There is just something about being called ‘Babe’ by a random guy that just kills me. I’m fine with all the other stuff, love, sweetie, doll, whatever. It’s just Babe…
Moving on…
There is just something about being called ‘Babe’ by a random guy that just kills me. I’m fine with all the other stuff, love, sweetie, doll, whatever. It’s just Babe…
Moving on…
There is something about Rhode Island girls that make them unique from any other girls. Maybe it’s the way they dress or how well they drink their beers.. Maybe it’s the way they think about how quickly they can get to the beach when they wake up in the morning or how no matter how dressed up they get on a Tuesday night, they can still be underdressed.. Although it could be the way they take over the beaches in their short skirts & sandals once it hits 65 degrees.. No matter what it is- There is nothing like a Rhode Island girl. -Playboy magazine. Just sayin’…
(via artpixie)
So true. Minus the tattoo… could do without that one. And glasses, eh could go either way. Besides that, ugh yes.
… and my favorite thing about him is that he spells realize with a “Z”. <3
OK, obviously that’s not my favorite… just makes me happy.
My Heart hurts. I don’t know what to do with myself. I feel lost and alone. I miss my Nan. I’m having a hard time grasping the fact that she’s gone. It’s not fair.