Azealia Banks-Fuck Up the Fun

Liquorice, luxury + this.

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My and @vanessadelfin ‘s pre-and post-marital kissy pics 😘🐬 #notsotransformationtuesday


One day my family decided to leave me for the Philippines for about a month almost. There was literally no contact between us until they needed to be picked up from the airport. I had the whole house to myself. I had no familial commitments besides making sure that the house is clean and the plants watered. So far so good, right? 

In that month, I took advantage of my privileges. I had a kick it at my house, I went to SoCal, I drove everywhere like I had money to spend, which I kinda do but not really, and basically yolo’d the fuck out. And in retrospect, yeah I did but not because I could; it was because, for the first time in a while, I genuinely felt lonely

Now I know I’ve been a huge advocate of knowing the difference between alone and lonely, and I’m very aware that I’ve always said that I’m okay with being alone, this and that, yada yada yada, and to be honest, I WAS perfectly okay with the concept of being alone in a house. But with that said, coming home to an empty house with no one to talk to about my day, to have no one to ask about their day, to eat by my lonesome, to do chores without anyone…it was lonely as fuck. Like every inch of me was dying for social contact every time I came home from work, but obviously my house was not exactly a home. I was so lonely that even my head, a place I’ve always known as my safe haven, was at war because of the thoughts that consumed me; thoughts and feelings that, as much as I was able to vent to others about, still got the best of me. Too many hours wasted thinking about scenarios that could have been, when in fact, I shouldn’t have worried about those thoughts because a month later, I felt content. Content with how things worked themselves out, that not understanding everything will always be okay, and that at the end of the day, I’m not superhuman. I mean, who knew that Selena and Cool by Gwen Stefani would be responsible for waterworks right? I just needed to let it all out somehow. If there was anything I learned about myself, it’s that I don’t have to be such a bad bitch all the time. 

I am so so so grateful for the yolo weekends/days that I did take advantage of and the friends who kept me company from sleepovers to adventures to bonding with people. If you ever made contact with me in any way, manner, or form in the past month, you have my deepest and sincerest gratitude for keeping me sane…literally. The past month has been a reminder that I have fuckin’ awesome friends who I can count on. 

I’m not exactly sure where I’m going with this but if anything, I CAN tell you one thing for sure: there is much danger associated with living inside your head for too long, so think responsibly. 

PS, don’t ever get white walls for your house….there’s a reason why mental institutes have white walls. 


Vegas night 2! From being sloppy as babies to being able to handle our shiznit in Vegas as gentlemen! Waddup #co2013 (at XS Las Vegas)


When in Vegas… #fattuesdays #fateverydays (at Fat Tuesday at Planet Hollywood)


Family affair #malakas (at Elara, a Hilton Grand Vacations Club-Center Strip)

Photo Set



this is literally the greatest subtitling job that has ever been done. someone learned how to speak cat.

*laughs irl*

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Second beach in one week. I love me some beaches!! #istayperchin #windsurfers #serfbort #reflectiontime #baybreeze (at Crown Memorial State Beach)



when your number gets called at McDonald’s 


Fuckin shit get out

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Le chin strapzzz. Shanté you stay or sashay away?

Le chin strapzzz. Shanté you stay or sashay away?


Sibs that play tennis together, apparently match together 😂🎾 #malakas (at South Davis)


Totes visited my twinsister just to get fat…just like in the dorms 😂😂😂 #mideng #twins (at BOBO Drinks Official)




Climate change is pulling the sea ice out from under polar bears’ feet, forcing them to swim longer distances to find food and habitat. Long-distance swimming puts polar bears at risk of drowning due to fatigue or rough seas. 

I’m gonna cry

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