My name is Torri Nicole Brown and I stand at a whopping 4 feet 10 inches. I love the idea of a blog, BUT...knowing me I probably won't stay very consistent. OOPS :-). I LOVE to read, and shopping is my guilty pleasure. I am a grammar freak, so take no offense if I correct you. I am pleased to say that I have a beautiful life.

It’s been forever and day since I have been on tumblr, literally. Here’s how I see it; Facebook is for stalking, twitter is for people who constantly have something to say, instagram is for embarrassing pictures/food, and tumblr is for your own sanity. Blogging is, like, the best way to get out all of your inner struggles and problems. Sometimes, you have a million things running around in your head and you just need to sort through them and write them down. Typically you don’t even care who reads it. You just have to put it all out on the line, and know that someone out there with a pulse is reading it. To blog is to finalize your statements, to let it all out, and sometimes, to let go…

“To let go.” I feel that letting go and giving up really go hand in hand. While many people will be rolling over in their graves at this sentence, I feel that there is a method to this madness; sometimes giving up is your best possible option. Hold the disagreements. There comes a moment in some situations, when it’s time to give up and accept defeat, or else you will drive yourself mad trying to keep up. Don’t get me wrong, I believe in fighting for what you want with everything you have, but the sad truth; there is always going to be a winner and a loser, and you can’t always be the winner. Sometimes, you have to be the one to forfit and bow out.

While this is probably the hardest thing to do, and certainly a blow to the ol’ ego, for the love of God, and for your own sanity,walk away and wash your hands of whatever the situation may be and everyone involved. It’s a bittersweet route to take but in the end, you’ll be thanking yourself. It’s a hard thing to do and whoever your giving up may be even more difficult, but there is no greater moment of clarity, than when you accept that you lost, you have no fight left in you, and you are, in some sick way, okay with it. There is a catch, however. In doing this… You have to let go of whatever it is completely. You have to stop trying to be what someone else wants, stop planning out conversations in your head, and absolutely do not wait til midnight to take your makeup off “just in case”. When you’re out, your out. Wholeheartedly.

Cowardly behavior? Maybe. But I am okay with it. Because life will go on. And it does go on. Time doesn’t stop just because you are having a bad day, week, or even a bad year. You have to keep on keeping on, it’s the only thing you really can do.

I guess the point of all this really comes down to one thing; don’t be consumed by the things that you can’t change. Embrace them, accept them, and learn from them. Every day is a new day. You’ll have plenty of other oportunities to fuck up more shit. Dont worry.

5 months ago
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lickypickysticky:

Flash…ahaaa!
Seen from the Vatnajökull ice cap, lightning streaks through an ash cloud billowing from the erupting Grímsvötn volcan

lickypickysticky:

Flash…ahaaa!

Seen from the Vatnajökull ice cap, lightning streaks through an ash cloud billowing from the erupting Grímsvötn volcan

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1 year ago
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So, the other night my mom asked me if i wanted to go get pie with her. I was tired and not in the best mood, but being the huge cow that I am, it was an offer I couldn’t refuse. I could almost hear Marie Antionette saying, “Let them eat cake!” <Insert pie there. As I was sitting there in the cold cafe, about to “dig in” if you will, I was expecting that my chocolate cream pie was just pie crust and melted chocolate. You could imagine how bitter I got when I relaized the “melted chocolate” was bitter itself. So I sulked and somewhat ate it while my mom talked about god-knows-what. She asked if I was all done, and I said yes I was and it was NOT very good and that it wasn’t good melted chocolate. Then, completely out of left field she informed me that it was chocolate PUDDING. Imagine that, pudding. Suddenly I didn’t think the pie was so horrible after all. It completely made sense to me. I was expecting something, so when I got something else I was not happy with it. But now that I knew I was wrong, I was completely content.
*(And no this blog isn’t only about my pie fairy tale….that much)
Sometimes life is like my pie dillema. You are expecting a perfect melted chocolate, and instead you get pudding. While it may not be your ideal situation, you can work with it. And when you look at things from a different light, and see things as they REALLY are, you can deal with your situations maturely. I think God speaks to people through different things, me food apparently. The day before this great pie epiphany, I was royally pissed at a certain someone for not reacting to a sitation the way I felt was appropriate. I solemnly swore to never speak to this person again—in my head that is. It’s too big of a commitment to verbalize—because of how wrong they were. But I realized that to them, they handled it just the way they saw fit. That’s the thing, people are different, and they have different emotions, which gives them different reactions. This is both a bad and beautiful thing, it calls for a diverse society and hurt feelings. So next time life doesn’t go your way, change the way you’re looking at it, it helps.
Now…”LET THEM EAT CAKE”

So, the other night my mom asked me if i wanted to go get pie with her. I was tired and not in the best mood, but being the huge cow that I am, it was an offer I couldn’t refuse. I could almost hear Marie Antionette saying, “Let them eat cake!” <Insert pie there. As I was sitting there in the cold cafe, about to “dig in” if you will, I was expecting that my chocolate cream pie was just pie crust and melted chocolate. You could imagine how bitter I got when I relaized the “melted chocolate” was bitter itself. So I sulked and somewhat ate it while my mom talked about god-knows-what. She asked if I was all done, and I said yes I was and it was NOT very good and that it wasn’t good melted chocolate. Then, completely out of left field she informed me that it was chocolate PUDDING. Imagine that, pudding. Suddenly I didn’t think the pie was so horrible after all. It completely made sense to me. I was expecting something, so when I got something else I was not happy with it. But now that I knew I was wrong, I was completely content.

*(And no this blog isn’t only about my pie fairy tale….that much)

Sometimes life is like my pie dillema. You are expecting a perfect melted chocolate, and instead you get pudding. While it may not be your ideal situation, you can work with it. And when you look at things from a different light, and see things as they REALLY are, you can deal with your situations maturely. I think God speaks to people through different things, me food apparently. The day before this great pie epiphany, I was royally pissed at a certain someone for not reacting to a sitation the way I felt was appropriate. I solemnly swore to never speak to this person again—in my head that is. It’s too big of a commitment to verbalize—because of how wrong they were. But I realized that to them, they handled it just the way they saw fit. That’s the thing, people are different, and they have different emotions, which gives them different reactions. This is both a bad and beautiful thing, it calls for a diverse society and hurt feelings. So next time life doesn’t go your way, change the way you’re looking at it, it helps.

Now…”LET THEM EAT CAKE”

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10 months ago
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vogue:

Sarah Jessica Parker and Matthew Broderick Photographed for the August Issue of Vogue by Mario Testino

vogue:

Sarah Jessica Parker and Matthew Broderick Photographed for the August Issue of Vogue by Mario Testino

10 months ago
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I was never really insane except upon occasions when my heart was touched.
Edgar Allan Poe (via lipsticksmiles)

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1 year ago
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