Montana’s Official State Travel Site is beautiful, easy to navigate, and is doing a great job at convincing me it’s my alt. vacation destination to the Burn this year.
I’m coming for you, Glacier Nat. Park.
Mara Hoffman El Armarna pharaoh swimsuit
The True Blood Cocktail
Hell to the yeah.
Kickstarter to raise me $18,400 to buy this military tank so you can come over my house and get “tanked” in every sense of the word?
Hey, how are you? How are you holding up? There’s no way to skirt the truth: break-ups suck. Especially when they’re not mutual. Especially when you weren’t aware it happened at all, like I’m sure yours went. The worst part of the days afterwards for me is the morning; in those quiet hours of waking, when you’re stuck between a peaceful, unconscious delusion and reality. When, just for a second, you think he’s still next to you in bed.
But he’s not. He’s gone.
Don’t listen to anyone telling you how to go about ~feeling~ for the next month or more. Even me, honestly. Take all your time and dig deep. Find comfort in friends and family. Read at least one of those self-help/break-up books for shits n’ giggles. The only time I read one was after a break-up in college and all it did was enlighten me to the healing properties of LUSH bomb baths. I’m not saying I’m a better person now because of that but I fucking love taking baths now - and no one can take that away from me.
As angry as you might be right now at him, that too will dissipate with time. It’s true what people say about time healing all. So annoying, but it does. Understand this in the meanwhile; your boyfriend personally took on exposing the US Government’s attempt to destroy privacy, Internet freedom and basic liberties for people around the world with a massive surveillance machine being built, in secret, sending him into hiding (or prison) for possibly his entire life, and you’re “lost at sea without a compass.”
Girl, learn to chart the stars. North is within.