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i adore my sister. and thats just who i am. {well shes not my sister but my "equivalent other half"

I adore my mom. Caring. Smart. Sweet. Beautiful. Wise. Inspiring. Radiant. Good example. Taught me everything I know. Thoughtful. Loves my daddy!

I love her so much. She always talks about me and how amazing I am. I'm lucky to have a mom like her.

i could live there.

A fun thing to do at the beach is to grab a good book and just read it! Or walk along the beach next to the water! Or swim in the actual water! I absolutely love to do all of these things!

When boys are like a brother to me <- if a boy honestly acted like a true brother they wouldn't be holding your hand with their arm wrapped around you. My brother would never do something like that. And even if he did I would be a little weirded out.

Aidan, Sebastian I love when you love guys like a brother and they love you back, it's awesome because you can hang out without any of the tension that dating brings. (I love my BF tho)

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My girl and guy friends. Especially by best friend and boyfriend. That's who I am.

Little reasons to smile

When you say them in public and people are just like what the heck are you talking about? And you laugh and feel bad not explaining but you don't want to explain because it's an INSIDE joke! Not and outside joke.

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just because we get older, why do we quit building forts! I freakin love forts!

Fun times

My best friend. all she does is sing with her siblings when they're in the car. the car rides when I'm with her family are the BEST

Yes!!  I trip over things that arent there.. I trip over my own shoes, and my feet. And I also get tongue ties!

Trip over my own feet.(: <<< forget feet i trip over air<<<< well I get tripped by Casper all the time and now everyone thinks I'm clumsy!

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I am

i'm in love with the silence that fills an empty room. I do even though in the silence I attack myself. My imperfections. The silence is a war against myself and depression. For some reason I love the calm, quiet depression.

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