I started doing my own nails at home cause spending $70+ for me and my daughter was getting to be a bit much. I’ve never had any art talent but I’ve been impressing myself every time

Some of her pieces for the Bob Ross art competition

I love photographing beautiful bouquets 🌸🌺💐

Got to see a really good firework show back in July… at the time, the man standing in the front was agitating me because I thought he was going to ruin my photos but turned out he really added to them. Especially the first and second photos.. i love how it looks like the fireworks spark from his head. To me, it shows how sometimes it feels like your mind is exploding with thoughts, but it can turn into something beautiful in the end.

My body and mind are bursting at the seams. Just as I start to think I can’t possibly hold onto any more sadness inside of this body that has become just a shell of who I used to be, somehow, another drop sneaks its way in, stretching out my already thinned-skin. The pain continues to weigh me down further and further, and with each new day, I continue holding on for dear life, desperately clinging on to anything or anyone that keeps me from hitting rock bottom. I’m tired, though, and my grip is getting weaker. I can’t keep holding on to all of this pain, but I don’t know where else to put it. So with me it stays, building up more and more, each and every day. How much more can my body allow itself to stretch, before it starts to tear? Before I am completely torn apart, beyond repair?