Love, Rochelle



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22. Recent college grad. Currently living in Del Mar. Loves: writing, art, love, health, fitness, a little bit of fashion, & all things pretty. This blog is a random collection of the little things that inspire my daily life. Enjoy.






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Words to live by…

So my mom and I have been spending hours (okay maybe not hours, but many minutes) looking up old friends, neighbors, etc. on Facebook.  We once knew a Ryan. (last name goes unmentioned, it’s not really relative anyway) Mom clicks on who she thinks is the right person and proceeds to reads his “About Me” and it goes as follows:

“There isn’t really that much to know about me. I like what I like, whatever that may be at the time. It varies day by day. I don’t take other people’s shit. I have my own problems what the hell do I care about yours. I like to live my life for what I can get out of it. I try to take a risk whenever I am given the choice. I do what I want. It’s my life and if you don’t like it you can go to hell. I am friends with who I want to be friends with. I hang out with people that I think are real. If you don’t like them shut up! They aren’t your friends anyway why do you care. I say what I think. If it is important enough to take up space in my head it’s important enough for airwaves. I’d rather do something , screw it up, and apologize then never try it. I try to keep an open mind. What’s the point of living if you aren’t willing to see things from all perspectives. I’m a little strange. Really, who’s normal? Nobody worth knowing that’s for sure. I’ll always be the first one to help you if I think that you want the help. I’ll be the first person you know you can call when your in trouble. I’ll be a great friend all the time as long as you are too. All of you reading this should regard yourselves as great people because that’s who I’ve tried to surround myself with. Good people who are even better friends. Those of you who are lucky enough to really know me well know that I am the first person to call you out on B.S. So be real and everyone will see who you really are. Because I did and I think you are all awesome. If other people don’t like you screw them that just means they are as stupid as we think they are.”

After reading (actually it was more like laughing) our way through this, I brought it to her attention that this is not the Ryan (last name unmentioned) that we once knew, but this guy surely has an amusing outlook on life.  Some people really scare me.

10:01 pm, by loverochelle

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