These were special times. #KyleXY was truly a magical experience I learned so much from and have taken with me over the years. ♥️🎭#flashbackfriday
I’d like the past to #motivate and #inspire me rather than haunt or hold me back!!♥️🫣 Anyone else feel this way… ? ✨#motivation #goals #love #fitness #life #happylife #fitnessmotivation #fit #health #training #exercise #patience #healthylifestyle #selfcare #strength #growth #growthmindset #hardwork #believe #learn #consistency #grind #change #dedication #mindset #palmsprings ✨
No Answers. All Questions. ❤️#red #white #blue #green #pink #purple #black #brown #orange #yellow HAPPY #pridemonth 🏳️🌈🏳️⚧️ Love shouldn’t be a privilege. ❤️
My beautiful #rescuedog Jackson died this weekend. #rip The pain is unbearable at times (usually in the morning’s). The repetitive thought sucker punches me every time like a rock to the face… a cold echo “I will never see my best friend ever again. That face. That love. That play. He’s gone. He’s just gone from this planet. Forever.”. * There was a rise in #petadoptions during the pandemic. I happily announce, I succumbed to being a part of that static. Most importantly I KNEW I wanted to bring home one of dem senior pups. The forgotten ones. * Even though I knew going in, from the start Jackson suffered from A LOT of health issues. The fantastic people @laps_bc shelter saw how special he was. He had been at the shelter for two months at that point. Not exactly sure of his age (roughly 12) or how much time he had left. They warned me it might only be a couple months. I wanted to give this jelly roll the best retirement years or months of his life. I truly wasn’t prepared to feel the intensity of the bond Jackson and I created in this last year and a half. Words can’t explain it. * Dogs are majestic creatures. I took home my pumpkin. I was so scared, it was my first dog and here’s this little innocent critter’s life in my hands! Looking at me filled with trust and fragility. From week one he high-jacked my synapses with oxytocin when those big glassy saucer eyes of his locked eyes with mine. * I know Jackson knew I loved him so much but his death brought me guilt. Like, did I do enough? Did I smother him with enough kisses! Did I lock eyes with him enough? Could I of gotten home from work sooner, could I of stopped cleaning more often and joined him for cuddles. Our cuddle sessions were epic! * Any advice on how to maneuver through the surreal pain of grief? What made the pain ease? How did you distract yourself, barging to be spared one more splitting headache from all the crying? * If you’ve read down this far… wow I’m impressed. In all earnest, if you have read this incredibly long post of my emotional vomit, I thank you. I thank you for taking time out of your day to hear me. * *NO REGRETS #love 🐕♥️
My beautiful #rescuedog Jackson died this weekend. #rip The pain is unbearable at times (usually in the morning’s). The repetitive thought sucker punches me every time like a rock to the face… a cold echo “I will never see my best friend ever again. That face. That love. That play. He’s gone. He’s just gone from this planet. Forever.”. * There was a rise in #petadoptions during the pandemic. I happily announce, I succumbed to being a part of that static. Most importantly I KNEW I wanted to bring home one of dem senior pups. The forgotten ones. * Even though I knew going in, from the start Jackson suffered from A LOT of health issues. The fantastic people @laps_bc shelter saw how special he was. He had been at the shelter for two months at that point. Not exactly sure of his age (roughly 12) or how much time he had left. They warned me it might only be a couple months. I wanted to give this jelly roll the best retirement years or months of his life. I truly wasn’t prepared to feel the intensity of the bond Jackson and I created in this last year and a half. Words can’t explain it. * Dogs are majestic creatures. I took home my pumpkin. I was so scared, it was my first dog and here’s this little innocent critter’s life in my hands! Looking at me filled with trust and fragility. From week one he high-jacked my synapses with oxytocin when those big glassy saucer eyes of his locked eyes with mine. * I know Jackson knew I loved him so much but his death brought me guilt. Like, did I do enough? Did I smother him with enough kisses! Did I lock eyes with him enough? Could I of gotten home from work sooner, could I of stopped cleaning more often and joined him for cuddles. Our cuddle sessions were epic! * Any advice on how to maneuver through the surreal pain of grief? What made the pain ease? How did you distract yourself, barging to be spared one more splitting headache from all the crying? * If you’ve read down this far… wow I’m impressed. In all earnest, if you have read this incredibly long post of my emotional vomit, I thank you. I thank you for taking time out of your day to hear me. * *NO REGRETS #love 🐕♥️
My beautiful #rescuedog Jackson died this weekend. #rip The pain is unbearable at times (usually in the morning’s). The repetitive thought sucker punches me every time like a rock to the face… a cold echo “I will never see my best friend ever again. That face. That love. That play. He’s gone. He’s just gone from this planet. Forever.”. * There was a rise in #petadoptions during the pandemic. I happily announce, I succumbed to being a part of that static. Most importantly I KNEW I wanted to bring home one of dem senior pups. The forgotten ones. * Even though I knew going in, from the start Jackson suffered from A LOT of health issues. The fantastic people @laps_bc shelter saw how special he was. He had been at the shelter for two months at that point. Not exactly sure of his age (roughly 12) or how much time he had left. They warned me it might only be a couple months. I wanted to give this jelly roll the best retirement years or months of his life. I truly wasn’t prepared to feel the intensity of the bond Jackson and I created in this last year and a half. Words can’t explain it. * Dogs are majestic creatures. I took home my pumpkin. I was so scared, it was my first dog and here’s this little innocent critter’s life in my hands! Looking at me filled with trust and fragility. From week one he high-jacked my synapses with oxytocin when those big glassy saucer eyes of his locked eyes with mine. * I know Jackson knew I loved him so much but his death brought me guilt. Like, did I do enough? Did I smother him with enough kisses! Did I lock eyes with him enough? Could I of gotten home from work sooner, could I of stopped cleaning more often and joined him for cuddles. Our cuddle sessions were epic! * Any advice on how to maneuver through the surreal pain of grief? What made the pain ease? How did you distract yourself, barging to be spared one more splitting headache from all the crying? * If you’ve read down this far… wow I’m impressed. In all earnest, if you have read this incredibly long post of my emotional vomit, I thank you. I thank you for taking time out of your day to hear me. * *NO REGRETS #love 🐕♥️
My beautiful #rescuedog Jackson died this weekend. #rip The pain is unbearable at times (usually in the morning’s). The repetitive thought sucker punches me every time like a rock to the face… a cold echo “I will never see my best friend ever again. That face. That love. That play. He’s gone. He’s just gone from this planet. Forever.”. * There was a rise in #petadoptions during the pandemic. I happily announce, I succumbed to being a part of that static. Most importantly I KNEW I wanted to bring home one of dem senior pups. The forgotten ones. * Even though I knew going in, from the start Jackson suffered from A LOT of health issues. The fantastic people @laps_bc shelter saw how special he was. He had been at the shelter for two months at that point. Not exactly sure of his age (roughly 12) or how much time he had left. They warned me it might only be a couple months. I wanted to give this jelly roll the best retirement years or months of his life. I truly wasn’t prepared to feel the intensity of the bond Jackson and I created in this last year and a half. Words can’t explain it. * Dogs are majestic creatures. I took home my pumpkin. I was so scared, it was my first dog and here’s this little innocent critter’s life in my hands! Looking at me filled with trust and fragility. From week one he high-jacked my synapses with oxytocin when those big glassy saucer eyes of his locked eyes with mine. * I know Jackson knew I loved him so much but his death brought me guilt. Like, did I do enough? Did I smother him with enough kisses! Did I lock eyes with him enough? Could I of gotten home from work sooner, could I of stopped cleaning more often and joined him for cuddles. Our cuddle sessions were epic! * Any advice on how to maneuver through the surreal pain of grief? What made the pain ease? How did you distract yourself, barging to be spared one more splitting headache from all the crying? * If you’ve read down this far… wow I’m impressed. In all earnest, if you have read this incredibly long post of my emotional vomit, I thank you. I thank you for taking time out of your day to hear me. * *NO REGRETS #love 🐕♥️
My beautiful #rescuedog Jackson died this weekend. #rip The pain is unbearable at times (usually in the morning’s). The repetitive thought sucker punches me every time like a rock to the face… a cold echo “I will never see my best friend ever again. That face. That love. That play. He’s gone. He’s just gone from this planet. Forever.”. * There was a rise in #petadoptions during the pandemic. I happily announce, I succumbed to being a part of that static. Most importantly I KNEW I wanted to bring home one of dem senior pups. The forgotten ones. * Even though I knew going in, from the start Jackson suffered from A LOT of health issues. The fantastic people @laps_bc shelter saw how special he was. He had been at the shelter for two months at that point. Not exactly sure of his age (roughly 12) or how much time he had left. They warned me it might only be a couple months. I wanted to give this jelly roll the best retirement years or months of his life. I truly wasn’t prepared to feel the intensity of the bond Jackson and I created in this last year and a half. Words can’t explain it. * Dogs are majestic creatures. I took home my pumpkin. I was so scared, it was my first dog and here’s this little innocent critter’s life in my hands! Looking at me filled with trust and fragility. From week one he high-jacked my synapses with oxytocin when those big glassy saucer eyes of his locked eyes with mine. * I know Jackson knew I loved him so much but his death brought me guilt. Like, did I do enough? Did I smother him with enough kisses! Did I lock eyes with him enough? Could I of gotten home from work sooner, could I of stopped cleaning more often and joined him for cuddles. Our cuddle sessions were epic! * Any advice on how to maneuver through the surreal pain of grief? What made the pain ease? How did you distract yourself, barging to be spared one more splitting headache from all the crying? * If you’ve read down this far… wow I’m impressed. In all earnest, if you have read this incredibly long post of my emotional vomit, I thank you. I thank you for taking time out of your day to hear me. * *NO REGRETS #love 🐕♥️
My beautiful #rescuedog Jackson died this weekend. #rip The pain is unbearable at times (usually in the morning’s). The repetitive thought sucker punches me every time like a rock to the face… a cold echo “I will never see my best friend ever again. That face. That love. That play. He’s gone. He’s just gone from this planet. Forever.”. * There was a rise in #petadoptions during the pandemic. I happily announce, I succumbed to being a part of that static. Most importantly I KNEW I wanted to bring home one of dem senior pups. The forgotten ones. * Even though I knew going in, from the start Jackson suffered from A LOT of health issues. The fantastic people @laps_bc shelter saw how special he was. He had been at the shelter for two months at that point. Not exactly sure of his age (roughly 12) or how much time he had left. They warned me it might only be a couple months. I wanted to give this jelly roll the best retirement years or months of his life. I truly wasn’t prepared to feel the intensity of the bond Jackson and I created in this last year and a half. Words can’t explain it. * Dogs are majestic creatures. I took home my pumpkin. I was so scared, it was my first dog and here’s this little innocent critter’s life in my hands! Looking at me filled with trust and fragility. From week one he high-jacked my synapses with oxytocin when those big glassy saucer eyes of his locked eyes with mine. * I know Jackson knew I loved him so much but his death brought me guilt. Like, did I do enough? Did I smother him with enough kisses! Did I lock eyes with him enough? Could I of gotten home from work sooner, could I of stopped cleaning more often and joined him for cuddles. Our cuddle sessions were epic! * Any advice on how to maneuver through the surreal pain of grief? What made the pain ease? How did you distract yourself, barging to be spared one more splitting headache from all the crying? * If you’ve read down this far… wow I’m impressed. In all earnest, if you have read this incredibly long post of my emotional vomit, I thank you. I thank you for taking time out of your day to hear me. * *NO REGRETS #love 🐕♥️
I have always found it difficult to find clip in’s that don’t look too thick or feel too heavy. Thank you to @leahkiddbellami for the perfect cut and tailoring (of clips) to my head. No more neck and spine workouts for my auditions. #actorlife #hairextensions #bellamihair
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An interpretation of my inner #passion or impression of Avatar! An #artistic soul.
An interpretation of my inner #passion or impression of Avatar! An #artistic soul.
An interpretation of my inner #passion or impression of Avatar! An #artistic soul.
#SDCC #ComicCon #EntertainmentWeekly #EW
Name this #AlbumCover (satire strongly encouraged!) “Deuce-Punk”… @glitzkillz11 and I’s first ever Dance mix is dropping next week at your nearest VirginRecords – B there or B square🗳 – Hallow’s style! 😎🎃🎃😎
“Professor Petty, I’ve been accepted into PETTY UNIVERSITY-ready to learn!” …. During (& before) the pandemic, There have been some truly inspiring YouTube creators I’ve found solace, laughter, knowledge & strength from. The biggest lesson I’ve learned from them all; NEVER apologize for who you are, your voice, your antonym, your trauma’s. They are yours and you matter. …. If ya’ll don’t know or follow Swoop on #youtube I’ve put her link below – aka @spankievalentine on Instagram! I’m proud to be sporting my #swoop merchandise 🤍 Credit to Swoop for the quote on my photo.🧸 …. https://youtube.com/channel/UCqHZdrDcZhhRO11m67Tgz4A
Happy #NationalDogDay I still miss my old man Jackson, every single day. Grieving is not easy to navigate through. He was my world. #RIP Love your dogs, love your #Pet 🐕♥️⚱️ Mad respect to #laps for their passion and care (@laps_bc ) Adoption is a gift.
Happy #NationalDogDay I still miss my old man Jackson, every single day. Grieving is not easy to navigate through. He was my world. #RIP Love your dogs, love your #Pet 🐕♥️⚱️ Mad respect to #laps for their passion and care (@laps_bc ) Adoption is a gift.
Happy #NationalDogDay I still miss my old man Jackson, every single day. Grieving is not easy to navigate through. He was my world. #RIP Love your dogs, love your #Pet 🐕♥️⚱️ Mad respect to #laps for their passion and care (@laps_bc ) Adoption is a gift.
Happy #NationalDogDay I still miss my old man Jackson, every single day. Grieving is not easy to navigate through. He was my world. #RIP Love your dogs, love your #Pet 🐕♥️⚱️ Mad respect to #laps for their passion and care (@laps_bc ) Adoption is a gift.
I forgot how much I related to Cyrano De Bergerac growing up. Connecting to the feeling of being a freak, an outlier, a non traditional fit with society’s triangle & square options. Watching this iteration of #Cyrano I totally see where my deep-set nihilistic views on love came from. The concept of unrequited love and it’s birth to my DNA. Each heartache fell as though layers of my skin settled tight, reflecting the world right back at me. My forever pursuit of soul and the sharp grasp of pithy wit. The romanticism of language which formed my situationship with poetry. Discovering the plight of pride, forcing a trickle down effect of self indulgent hate. Only to create an unnecessary barrier to fulfil a self-set-prophesy of failure. Like creating a shield to a weapon of my making. A story a lot can connect with. Simply said; sometimes we get in our own way’s of happiness… -“Tell her I saw the word” #PoetryCommunity #MovieNerd #Cyrano #INeedMore 🎶 #CloseMyEyes 🎼 #WhereverIFall 🎵
As time quickens to a slow drawn out dream, I feel I know less than I once did. I think the key for me has been to get comfortable with the discomfort of “not knowing anything”. That’s not to say I don’t over analyze to the point of packing extra socks in my car for whatever reason my brain rationalizes; It’s been crucial finding the balance of mistake vs choice, grief vs acceptance. To be raw and say yes to life but be good to myself and learn to protect me at the same moment. • Just a few things I was thinking and wondered what others think on the daily?? #beautiful #art 🦄
“Daily Reminder KEEP SLAYIN♥️” I’m into it #starbucks customer service. You made me smile! 😊 #starbucksdrinks
