(Picture taken 5am, after celebrating my born day)
Thing's i'm OK with:
I'm OK with being everyones baby. I'm OK with my roots being out. Im OK with everyone thinking i'm cute. I'm OK with spending my first birthday in 3 years apart from my bestfriend. I'm OK with girls who wear vans and don't skate. I'm OK with Subway employees who layer the cheese instead of making it cohesive. I'm OK with Rihanna's fat legs. I'm OK with people who are mean to me. I'm OK with being the shittest worker at my job. I'm OK with not regularly seeing my grandparents. I'm OK with mainstream music. I'm OK with peppermint tea. I'm OK with making out with strangers and giving them fake numbers. I'm OK with older guys wanting to keep me a secret. I'm OK with topless tanning. I'm OK with being obsessed with my cousins, that they become my only friends. I'm OK with being so unorganized with my photography business. I'm OK with Jonathans miso soup. I'm OK with Nate's parent's shot gunning me to marry their son if he doesn't marry within 15 years. I'm OK with size 8 shoes even though i used to be a size 10. I'm OK with my record player collecting dust. I'm OK with being annoying. I'm OK with 8 day shipping. I'm OK with golden circle sliced apples. I'm OK with not cooking as much as i used too. I'm OK with chipped nails. I'm OK with nip slips. I'm OK with Battlefield 3. I'm OK with video games > nights out. I'm OK with snacks at 2 in the morning. I'm OK with having a broken arm. I'm OK with rude text fests with Ashton. I'm OK with being Remi's Jade Buda. I'm OK with not really having a say when it comes to making day plan decisions. I'm OK with loosing your number every 12 days. I'm OK with sleeping at your house while your away. I'm OK with celebrating another singles awareness day. I'm OK with being overly opinionated. I'm OK with dismissing annoying relationships. I'm OK with being less dramatic but more neglagent to my personal problems. I'm OK with being strange ..
These are some things im OK with that i can think of within this 7 minute time frame i've had to write this post. On a mini roadtrip home with Jonathan & Maverick after an amazing night - we talked for hours about the things we feel content with. I just had a birthday, and i'm so absolutely grateful for the year i was just given. I wanted to write something amazing and sappy to post on my blog, but i really need to get a move on. I'll find some time to get my thoughts on to paper .. until then x
19 Comments:
HBD
HBD
HAPPY BIRTHDAY GUUUUUURL
I'm OK with you being strange aswell ..
ur gorgeous
i love this post!!!!
Friday night was amazing!
I LOVE YOU
stop posting on your blog and come back
I HAVE LIGHTSABERS TO GO ROUND
Tbh. you mean alot 2 me. i treat you like a little sister becaus u are my little sister. u throw things at me and call me some crazy ass names haha but youv alwais been the little sister who would start a fight with a 500pound man [and probably get knocked out] without hesitation.
Ur growing up nicely & im glad u still come 2 me to have your bak.
Happy Birthday Nessle!
[& what Nate said. stop posting and come bak 2 the house!]
awwwwww!! ^^
that comment above! well since hes getting sentimental i might aswell ..
Happy Birthday Nessy!
So bummed i couldnt make it, i hope the phone call and texts let you know i was thinking of you though hun. You really are the best babe, always looked out for me and kicked Benny's ass when he made me cry! haha We both are wishing you a Happy Birthday and want you to come see us at the shop! Your absolutely stunning and your list made me laugh so much!
Hope you have an amazing year, and Benny, Baby and I are so thankful for the years youve spent with us :*
Awesome post! keep it up
x
I'm OK with Jonathans Miso soup?
ITS NOT THAT BAD!!
Im still not ok with girls who wear vans but dont skate ...
puts us skater boys hopes down.
Happy Born Day Brother
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Remi dog ............ thats a shame
Nessar U AIIIIIIGHT ;)
Happy bday nessy
HBD NON
I lost your number! Happy Birthday Nessems.
lol i second that Ashton!
REM YOU PUSS
Hi Nessy :)
beautiful
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