Wednesday, March 21, 2012

So, you wanna be my gf?

Standards, we all have them, some people don't set the bar high enough but I'm sure they still have some.  My friends say I have high standards, but why wouldn't I?  If I'm going to date and possibly spend the rest of my life with you shouldn't I have some requirements?  I don't think I'm asking for too much, in fact I think I'm pretty easy to date.

I want to be able to sleep over at your house and only have to bring my tooth brush b/c if I'm not sleeping naked you'll let me sleep in your t shirt, boxer briefs and even wear your socks (b/c I can't sleep barefoot).

I like to cuddle--a lot, and touch, kiss and have sex--a lot.  You need to like those things too or I'll drive you crazy, you'll feel suffocated, I'll feel rejected and we'll both resent each other.

I like sleep overs, I like to fall asleep cuddling, I like that when I have a nightmare you're there, even if I don't wake you up touching you makes me feel safe and able to fall back asleep.

You need to be motivated.  What do you want from life? From yourself? From me? How are you going to make this world better?

Of course I have friends who have different beliefs on religion, politics, etc.-- but I need you to be on the same page as me for the most part.  There are times I feel the whole world is against me, I need you to be on my side.

No smoking.  No drugs. Don't drink and drive. Wear your damn seat belt--all the time.

I'm feisty, it's true.  I am a lot to handle until you learn to handle me.  I get frustrated over little things, but then I realize it's stupid and I get over it quickly. I know life is too short to be caught up in something mean someone else said, or someone taking my parking spot etc. But for the moment that I forget, and I take that tone with you, please remember it's not towards you, that I don't mean it, and I just need a hug.

You must fight with me.  I know that sounds crazy, but in a healthy relationship you need healthy fighting.  I don't yell or name call, I'll even ask for a break if I feel too upset, I can even ask for a hug if I feel hurt.  Fighting can be done in a calm but passionate manner and it's okay to do it as long as you come to a resolution.  I know I'm not always right, that I can't always have my way, I will compromise, I will see the bigger picture, I will take your needs/wants into consideration and do what's best for us.

Babe cakes, baby, babe--you will hear this a lot.  It's my way of letting you know I feel safe with you, that I care for you.  I recently read that pet names are a sign of a healthy relationship b/c it takes us back to a time when we felt safe in our childhood or if you didn't feel safe then you now do with  your partner and you're acting it out.

We're all damaged but I don't think you're broken.  My therapist asked me if I have a 'savior' complex, if I sought out girls who seemed damaged or broken and I wanted to fix them.  Maybe, not on a conscience level, but maybe I thought I was doing something good.  I know now that we are the only ones who can fix ourselves, if you see a need for improvement that's all on you, I'll support you but I'm not trying to fix you.

Don't be afraid to let go--let go of all the 'damage' everyone else has done to you, don't 'punish' me or our relationship with those insecurities and jealous ways.  I will trust you until you give me reason not to, then I'll leave your ass. I don't have time to always wonder where you are, who you're with, if you cheated on me, etc. Be honest with me,be loyal, be faithful, I'll do the same.  It sounds to easy yet seems so difficult for some people.

Communicate.  Use words.  I can't read your mind.  True story.

 Wish me luck finding her.

xOxO

Harlow

Monday, March 19, 2012

St patty's day

I took the photos on my phone so the quality sucks...but enjoy! :)


 

Monday, March 12, 2012

no make up, but can you see the sun burn? :/

road trip...

Okay so I finally got to see this girl in person, (I didn't take photos b/c I suck at life) and she's super sweet! The day seemed to fly by! We've already talked about me coming to visit her again...soon ;)  I don't really know what either of us are looking to get out of it and I don't want to fuck up the possibility of a great friendship by trying to be more then friends, so we'll just wait and see what happens.

& what else have I been doing...

I went to the beach today! Amazing! It was windy and I have a bit of a sun burn but it was pretty great to just be outside.

Oh and I bought a new pair of heels tonight. I know, I know, I don't need them, but I wanted them.

XoXo

Harlow

Saturday, March 10, 2012

fuck, my hair is purple!

I love having red hair, I feel like it matches my feisty, sassy personality. 
Tonight I kinda fucked it up, I grabbed the wrong color and I have purple hair. Purple fucking hair. I'm waking up in 6.5 hours to go see a girl and I'll have to re dye it before work sunday b/c having red hair was hard enough for them I know I can't (nor do I want) to have purple hair.
fuck
fuck
fuck
oh well. 
I'll post pics of my adventure with the new girl so you can see it.
& it's a 3 hour drive, not 2.5
XoXo

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

2 more days...

In two more days I'll be driving 2.5 hours to see a girl. The crazy shit we do for mango. Pretty sure she's 80% of all the things I said I wasn't looking for, funny how it always works out that way. But this won't last, it never does. That's life.

Anyway... Here's some photos from this past week. There's been an increase in my alcohol intake because there was an increase of hours that I worked with a closed minded creeper.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Today my feelings can s my d because I don't feel like having them.

XoXo

Harlow

Friday, March 2, 2012

Remeber how I said I have to many pairs of shoes?

I thought the best fix would be to add even more to my near hoarder collection of shoes!!










Baby Shane is feeling much better :)

Baby Shane was very sick this past week, after $800 in vet bills and lots of rest and medicine he's feeling much better.  Anything for my Baby Shane. Here a few pictures of poor Baby Shane in the car as I drove him from the emergency vet to his regular vet.