Double Trouble.

I don't like that my boyfriend spoils his sister.
And that fact that she acts like a brat.
Maybe it's because she reminds me of myself?
My old self.
Eck. Can't handle this.

Simple Struggles Mean the Most.

Struggling with my English paper and crying at the same time because I miss Austin. >.<
I can't handle this right now.

I love you, so much.

Sending My Love.

Even though we live on the same island, it's rather difficult for us to see each other weekly much less every single day. So I thought a cute postcard would do the trick. (;

May everyone have a wonderful week! ;]

♫ This Is What Love Sounds Like. ♫

His voice just shoots through my ears and flows through my whole body.

Who Would've Thought?

That the adorable chubby guy in my Speech Class would be the first boy I ever said 'I Love You' to.









(｡◕‿◕｡) ❤

Autumn Child.

[found via Tumblr]

This Just In!

My Naked palette came in this past Monday, it's far too pretty to even use! xP

Fun day, Friday!

Chubby, 5 homemade sandwiches, 2 freshly baked cakes, and the newest episode of Jersey Shore. ❤ ~*
Kailua, September 16, 2011

A little here and a little there.

"When we went into the ocean, I watched his body as he dove into the waves, and it gave me a feeling in my stomach that wasn't an ache but something different." 
~Nicole Krauss (The History of Love)

Some days, I can't hold my feelings back. Every part of me misses you. So much.

Kapiolani Beach Park, Waikiki. August 13th, 2011

Labor Day Mixed Emotions Weekend.

It's been a choppy weekend filled with ups and downs but I have to say that, I love Austin. I've never been with someone that was so completely opposite of me, yet find myself wholeheartedly connecting to. This is what relationships are all about. I'm thankful that I have him in my life. However, I can't seem to wonder what it will be like if we were to go our separate ways. I guess I shouldn't think like that because the present seems to slip away when I focus too much on the future. Past, present, future; it's always the middle child that gets neglected and I refuse to let that happen.

Thank you, cutie. For everything.