Maybe some women aren’t meant to be tamed. Maybe they need to run free until they find someone just as wild to run with them. 💕🍃 #CarrieBradshaw #Qotd
"My real name’s Ariel. So my stage name is Murdermaid."
I KNOW HER! SHE’S FROM MY HOMETOWN. WE WENT TO SCHOOL TOGETHER! SHE’S SUCH A SWEETHEART AND SHE’S SUPER FUNNY
Dude, ARIEL!!! Way to rep Alaska in New York, girl! Can’t wait to see you on the big screen some day or hear you on the radio :)
She’s all over Twitter too! Way to rep Alaska girl!
Last night I felt one of the best feelings in the world. The most genuine feeling of someone else’s happiness being your own.
His eyes lit up like fireworks on a clear 4th of July evening as he stood still for a good minute. I could see him getting the feel of his surroundings, coming to reality with such a surreal feeling that he was there. His face was frozen in pure joy and his smile stuck there for a while like he couldn’t close his mouth. Or maybe he just didn’t want to. The cooling feel from the rink brushing his hands and the unbelievably loud crowd that he couldn’t hear from the 400 section. He was in Heaven. You could not only see his excitement but feel the rush of it all over you. It was overwhelming. Not in a bad way that you didn’t know what to do, but in a way that you did exactly right to put a smile on his face. He was die hard. He was enjoying every minute, every moment, every bad call, every good call, every “Let’s go Ducks!” cheer, and every goal. Then he leaned over to kiss me. He looked like a child in a candy store. He was the happiest I’ve ever seen him and that’s when I knew, that’s when I knew his happiness meant so much to me. He means so much to me. He’s it. He’s the “No One” in the song stuck in my head. M
I’m yelling #Tinder