new hoodie and some snow

I recently put a sheet in my garage and I love it. Some expierimental pictures for you :) 

How longboarders feel about the snow.

horse head and sunsets

I got bored so I took pictures. I found the horse head. I'm going to post a hilarious video with me wearing it later. No worries.

The infamous horse head strikes again.

I got new shoes and they're everything I dreamed of.

Utah has the best skies.

a teenager's opinion on love

I took this in Boston lol

All my life I've been taught that in order to be able to function, a girl has to find her "Prince Charming". What happend to the girls that told the boy to suck it and just got on with their life? Instead, we're taught at a very young age that we have to find our "true love" in order to be happy.

That isn't so. Love sucks. Love hurts. For 16 months of my life, I spent it with ONE guy. I thought it was love. I just so desperately wanted to have a prince that I failed to see any of the problems occuring because of him. I honestly thought that he was The One that they always talk about in movies.

I couldn't have been more wrong. Not only did he trigger my cutting addiction again, but a close friend told me that he was cheating on me practically the entire time. Thanks for that, pal. When I heard this it got me thinking, what is love? It surely wasn't what he felt towards me if he allowed himself to do something so continuously horrendous.

I came to the conclusion that love is this poem:

"look.
in my opinion,
the best thing you can do is
find a person
who loves you for exactly who you are.
good mood,
or bad mood...
ugly,
or pretty...
handsome, what have you.
the right person is still going to think
that the sun shines out of your a--.
that's the kind of person
that's worth sticking with."

The kind of "love" that this boy felt towards me was lust. He didn't appreciate me for me. He based his feelings off of attraction towards me and called it that pathetic word called "Love." I cannot repeat this enough. Love isn't lust and lust isn't love!!!!!! Teens (and adults too sometimes) don't really know what that word means anymore.

Dear 13 year old,
Your boyfriend of two days doesn't love you.
And you don't love him.
I'm not sorry.
-Me.

Another thing, why do people think it's okay to cheat? I've been exposed to so much cheating my entire life and have caught several people doing so. Ok, I know that him and I weren't married, but if he was interested in other girls, why didn't he just man-up and say something instead of dragging me on like some puppet? I feel so stupid for even considering that we were going to last.

Girls are led to believe that they can't be happy without a man. Are you kidding me? Ever since this breakup I had, I have realized how free I've felt. I'm legitimately happy for the first time in a year and a half. And sure, it's a little difficult, due to the major depression thing, but I know the difference between the "happiness" I felt with him and how I feel now..

So, to said boy, I am happier than I ever was with you. Thanks for the worst 15ish months of my life :)

Rant over.

-me

lexi and a lighter

The funny thing is, is that we went to take pictures with the grenade and ended up not taking any with Diarrhea. LOLOLOL. Anyways, enjoy some pics of me and my wifey (not really, just an inside joke that's gone too far).

Ok one picture. Sue me.

There you have it. 

- me  ❁◕ ‿ ◕❁

the grenade named diarrhea

So I got a grenade. It's been emptied off all the stuff that was in it, so it is completely harmless. You can even take it apart and stick your finger inside it.

Anyways, I named it Diarrhea because "it's explosive." I don't care how many times I say this joke, it is going to be funny to me.

The reason I got the grenade was that photo project that I have to do. I'm kind of freaking out because I still have no clue what I'm going to do for it. I took pictures with the grenade. I think I can just make a collage or something out of the pictures I took with Diarrhea. I'm going to go take more today, most likely. The weather is abnormally nice.

Here's the pictures I have so far.

This one is my favorite. Not sure why.☟☟☟☟

I'll keep you all updated on my progress with my photo project. ✿◕ ‿ ◕✿ 

-kacie the grape

photo project

So I need to make project in art. It's called "Selfie." At first I was kind of thinking: ew, until my art teacher explained and said that this project is how we see ourselves and it can be any media that we want. I was so excited.

That was a week ago and I still have no clue what I'm going to do for it, but I took a few pictures because I haven't updated on here for about a week. Let me know what I should do. 

pepper the hedgehog

There is something about this creature that makes me happy. I have yet to understand how I can love this animal so much. Her quills are super pokey, she sniffs constantly, and runs away from my love as fast as a speed racer. It's strange to have a solitary animal, but I think it might be more rewarding than owning a dog (don't get me wrong, they are on completely different scales). She is just so unique and fluffy (underneath) and just so full of personality that I find joy. Thanks little Pepp. I know you can't read english, but you're the best little hedgehog anyone could ask for.