Welcome to my life story.
I didn’t realize how much of a weird fitness junky I was until everyone asked where I went for my lunch break..
And all I could think was….
Author Archives: Martini
Fall (in luuuurve) Photos
On April 9th, 2012 I met a man in Starbucks that I fell madly inlove with. Since that day, I have picked up, moved to Asheville, and we are living in a beautiful home. God is too good to us.
Austin Carlile called. He said stop stalking him.
Its been a while since I’ve felt the stab of regret, but I’ve been seriously regretting missing the OM&M concert last week.
I mean shit.. I was practically getting ready when I decided otherwise. Why? I dont know. Obviously because I’m mentally insane.
Im so frustrated about it actually. I guess thats pretty stupid of me.
I could have seen Austin Carlile, and Kellin Quinn again.. I’ve been listening to nothing but, lately. Uh. What an idiot I am. Never again.
I’ve also come to realize today, how much my boyfriend LOOKS like Austin.
Slightly creepy. Slightly explains why I wanna jump his bones all the time.
The life of a woman.
The more I get hit on, the more I love my boyfriend.
There once was a Jew.
It’s hard when you’re boyfriend hates your bestfriend, simply because he is a man.
The bald, retarded looking guy you see in example A, is the man I consider one of my very best friends, and my brother. He has been there for me, and with me during the most brutal and terrible months spent in Franklin. We got eachother through a very cold winter, after our close friends all moved one by one.
Looking at our friendship from the outside, I can see how it would look questionable. But no one has ever dug so deep into the friend zone as this man right here. He’s given me the best advice in the world, and even some terrible advice. He has also never once given me a reason to doubt him or question him.
By boyfriend doesnt trust him for a second, and I understand this. But my boyfriend doesnt understand how important Foster is in my life.
You cant just push away your best friend. Im sorry he has to be a man. I’m sorry you dont trust me, or him.
Lets leave the weeping to the willow trees.
The worst relationship I’ve ever been in, in my life.. is with my father.
This picture was taken in May of 2012, on the day I graduated college. It was the most important day of my life.
It was the first time I had seen my father in almost a year, and I havent seen him since.
In the past 4 years, I have moved 4 times, I have been through several bad breakups, and countless health issues.
My father was nowhere to be found through any of it. A man who has been there for hundreds of children, and he has never been there for a girl he calls his daughter. Nothing has ever hurt me more.
No one has ever broken my heart more times, and no one has ever been everything and nothing in my eyes.
Life Saver.
I’m pretty sure my boyfriend saved my life.
It’s kind of a long story. Maybe one day ill tell it.
Our Classic Sporadic Roadtrip.
It doesn’t take a lot of convincing to throw on some clothes and drive to South Carolina for our favorite food – Chipotle.
It’s about an hour drive. And it almost always raining and terrible weather. But Everytime we do, it brings us closer. We always learn something new about each other, and I always fall harder for him.
When you meet someone new.
And you listen your your friends introduce you to someone you’ve never met before..
I love it. You rarely get to hear your friends opinion on the type of person you are, but its so flattering when you do.
The Routine.
You have a routine. Everyone follows one. It might not be as strict and unwavering as some, but everyone is walking around knowing what their average week is going to look like.
For the past year my routine has been basically the same thing.
School, Work, Gym with Foster, Go home to an empty house, Fall asleep watching some sort of horror film.
And let me tell you what, reading old journal entries, its pretty clear that I was depressed off my gourd. Luckily Foster and I kept each other sane. For two very non-Franklinites living in a town we absolutely despised, it was surprising we lasted. All of our friends had moved away all over the country, and there was very few of our original group still stuck there. We both had to hold out until school was over, and then he was peacing out for Athens, GA and I was peacing out to the Military.
Now routine has completely shifted into big kid mode, and I’m up everyday at 5:15 in the morning to get to the gym before work at eight. I’m home usually by six and in bed by 9:30 to start it over again. And I love it. You absolutely cant beat waking up next to the man you love, and coming home to him. We both work so much, and we both have brand new jobs, but I have yet to find a downside to our busy lives. You know.. other than us always being to exhausted to clean the house.
The Daily Barefoot 
