OMG IT’S K.O.

I’ve always been a huge fan of the Osbournes (I was raised on rock and roll), and I remember the first time I found out who Kelly Osbourne was. It was on an episode of MTV cribs and she was probably 13 or 14, talking about how much she loved *NSYNC. I knew at that moment she would be someone I would admire for the rest of my life. So, naturally, when I saw she had written a book, I preordered it. And when it arrived, I had to Instagram it. And then, she liked it. SHE LIKED IT! That’s probably not a big deal at all, but to me, it’s huge. Call me crazy, but whatever! 

*kissesandcupcakes*

Honestly honesty 

Sometimes, the only thing I feel like I know how to do is write. And in all honesty, sometimes I don’t even think I can do that very well. 

Everyone says that the older you get, the easier life becomes. I call bull shit. I feel like life still doesn’t make sense, and I just keep screwing it up. I’ve always felt honesty was the best way to deal with things, but lately I’m not so sure (as I sit in my bathroom at 11:45pm, with a box of tissues next to me, writing this). I don’t know if my words always come out meaning what I want them to mean. And a lot of the time I just feel like this emoji: 💩 (without the smile.) and honestly,  I’m in my head too much to ever figure out if I’m being reasonable or just a complete a-hole. Maybe this is stuff you’re supposed to figure out ealy in life, but I must have missed the mark. 

I guess this is all just part of growing up. No one said it would be easy. 

*kissesandcupcakes*

P.s. No idea of this makes any sense. Not worried about it right now though. 

P.p.s I’m being vague intentionally. 

P.p.p.s (is that a thing?!) Goodnight all. 

Friends in no places 

I always get in to these ruts. Although it seems like I’m always busy, I feel like everyone is doing things without me. Obviously I don’t need to be invited to everything, but there are times where I just feel left out and I don’t think anyone else realizes that. Maybe it’s growing up and growing apart, or maybe I just don’t know how to interact with people anymore. I should just let it go, because I am sure there is no ill intent, but it just really makes me sad. 

I always try to smile, but sometimes it just doesn’t work. 

Not really too much else to say, but just needed a place to get that out. 

*kissesandcupcakes*

Music, it’s inside all of us

Watching the Grammys tonight made me realize something that I’ve said time and time again, musical taste is truly based on opinion. I really don’t believe you can make someone like what you like and vice versa, because we all feel differently about genres and artists. I have certain genres and artists that I love more than others, but I will always recognize talent.

For example, I go against the majority of the world when I say that I am not the biggest Beyoncé fan, my best friend thinks I’m crazy, but I will never deny that she is an incredibly talented and gifted performer (I just wish she might have started signing a little sooner, that’s all.)

We all have a beat inside of us that we follow 🎶🎶🎶

+kisses and cupcakes+