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My name is Heather.

This is a place for baking and random thoughts.

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ya know what the great thing is? you can LITERALLY choose who you want to spend the rest of your life with. odds are that it’ll be someone that you love dearly, but you get to choose whether you’re with someone that you love, who makes you really happy. or you can choose to be with someone you love, who makes you miserable.
— Lance’s Mom
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straight up; I'm a fool!!

no more drinking and then going to get coffee/tea anymore.  I do such foolish things like write ridiculous notes to boys I think are cute. guhhhhhh!!!!!

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A Blog about Grief

Sorry bbgurl. This actually brought a tear to my eye. PS- I only liked it because the way it was written!

dreamame:

Here I sit on my couch staring at the tv. There are so many people around me that want to talk, want to scratch my back and hug me. While Im appreciative, I just want to talk you, little computer. I’ll pretend for a second that this message will enter into cyber space and never find its way to into anyone’s judgement.

I lost my mom. I cant believe it. It was quick, it was a shock and the last conversation I had with her was meaningless and stupid, and I was distracted, buying vegan shoes online. I dont even remember saying “goodbye.” We usually ended conversations with “I love you, bye.” I sincerely hope we said that this time. On November 4th I was sitting in my Los Angeles hotel room annoyed that I was being held there by a network for a screen test i’d completed the day before. I was anxious to get home to my boyfriend and my dogs. I lollygagged all day, my friend Shawn came to pick me up and took me out to lunch, he dropped me off, I called my boyfriend, we shot the shit for the next hour. When I got off the phone it was 4:07 PST. My mom died at 7:20 EST. I will forever despise the moment when I looked at the clock 13 minutes before my mom died and didn’t call.

I know, I know. You cant regret anything. Its useless. According to the doctor that performed the autopsy, she did not suffer. My hope is that she did not even have a second to worry.

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