Its literally been a month.

things have happened.
Ive moved to downtown LA to which i absolutely love. I can literally walk to work now, which i miss so much after living in NYC for so long.
I live with 2 younger boys in a loft. Theres 2 doggies and a pet squirrel. We have rooftop bbqs and get to listen to all the hall and oates i want.
life is good.

Ryan and I are no longer. He said he had too much going on in his life and wanted to slow things down (which really meant in boys terms = not date at all). I was upset, then i got pissed, now i dont give a shit.

summer is coming and today felt like the first official day after visiting my parents. kareoke, bbq, random family members that only come over cause its hot and my parents have a pool = every summer.


and now some photos... and one of my mom and I. I can never get old of photos od her.


im happy

im confused and happy and weird all at the same time.

im with my mom. she likes my face.