oh.my.god. we're all gypsies.

halloween 2011 - the only picture of the night

this is what i look like when i have an epiphany. in case you were wondering how i come up with half the shit on this #deepthoughtz blog.

i know you’re thinking: she’s crazy. what the heck is a gypsy. 

my friend on my trip told me i was one cause so is she hahhahaah (try to take me seriously for like 5 seconds, please)

her definition of gypsy is not the people in europe who harass you to spend money on the stupidest shit they could ever try to sell you.

gypsy is someone who is so freakin chill. so real. someone who just acts and says things without even worrying about what other people think. it’s unconscious. they’re just so down to have a good time no matter what they are doing.

i love it! I LOVE it love love love it. i think it describes me in a nutshell. am i gypsy all of the time? hell no. am i raging all the time? some could argue yes, but realistically no im not. am i talking about politics or the violin or getting wasted all the time? no. these are all different parts to me, and i do them in moderation so one of these labels doesn’t completely take over me. 

i know that i sound ridiculous, which i am *that’s why im a gypsy*…but think about who you are, your personality, and which people in your life make you the happiest and bring out the best parts about you. its a beautiful thing to realize that your friends all have a purpose in your life…to be there for you, to make you laugh until you cry, to do stupid shit with you and laugh about it the next day….we all need people in our lives. we cannot do this alone. humans need human interaction!

and that’s that.