Let's see now. If I could describe my 13/14-year-old self in three words, they'd be: rebellious, annoying, and (I was not aware of this at the time, but) emo(?). That's not what my group and I labeled ourselves as since we thought emo kids were wannabes. We didn't really call us anything. We were just the girls.

..because I love it so much!



Don't really care who reads this, so discretion is advised :P

Yes, my friends, I am wearing this on that finger because it is, indeed, a promise ring. Don't freak out, that's exactly what it is and will remain for quite a while. Sheesh, we just started college and live 200 miles apart.

In his words: "Let's make it a promise ring. A promise to get married." This was after my mom asked what kind of ring it was. He didn't want it to be just a ring. Eeeven though it wouldn't have been "just a ring" in my eyes either way :l

But yeah! Just wanted to show it off x) Here it is on Pinterest! Go like it and repin it and junk!

Obviously, that's his name. He has one with my name on it :) Aaaand the date is 07/12/2012. It doubles as our anniversary aaaand (10 points to Ravenclaw to whoever gets this) my birthday!! So if he ever forgets it, he's in deep double-poop :)

Help, people! Srsly..

Source: Unsplash

I was supposed to come to the library to watch over Katisha. The kids were watching a movie so I asked my dad if I could go upstairs to be on my laptop. He thought it was fine, so I took off. As soon as I took a seat at a table, I regretted even going upstairs.