A little meal prep post! Me also cook just as much chicken as we do steak but forgot to take a photo. The top left is Cody’s salads for lunch, top right are his steamed veggies he eats with his steak before the gym, the middle is egg whites cooked with onion green pepper and spinach in muffin tins and finally the mother load of meat! Steak.
I go through phases. Somedays I feel like the person I’m supposed to be, and then somedays, I turn into no one at all. There is both me and my silhouette. I hope that on the days you find me and all I am are darkened lines, you still are willing to be near me.
Our guest room is slowly coming together. I finally finished the throw pillow that matches my valances!
✿ more hippie/nature/spiritual post here ❀
Scarves by Shovava
I HAVE A MIGHTY NEED
My name is Wesley James Lock I’m an artist and an aspiring biologist living on the west coast of Florida. For as long as I can remember I have loved two things, art, and animals. I started studying both from a very young age and my dream has always been to make a career out of it. Unfortunately I dropped out of school for personal and health reasons and recently had to quit my job as well. I had been working construction for the last couple years but kept getting injured and just can’t do it anymore.
I can still make art, and want to bring back to life my dream of making it as a wildlife illustrator. I’d love to start selling prints and doing commissions again to bring myself back into it.
If you like my work and are interested in buying or commissioning a piece please send me a message, or if you would be kind enough to share this I’d greatly appreciate it.
I work in a wide range of budgets and always enjoy a challenge. Thank you for taking the time to read this, be well <3
Couldn’t stop laughing at Cody’s attempt of taking our photo! (at Lost Province Brewing Co)
My cousin and I both grew up in mentally abusive homes. Our moms were assholes, to put it shortly. They were alike in lots of ways, but my cousin being 15 years older than me; I think she got it a little worse. My aunt was always really nice to me and I slept over at her house a lot as a young child. Anyways the whole reason I’m writing this is because my cousin said that I was much less effected by my abuse than she was and it’s true. The cousin went through a series of abusive romantic relationships and had no confidence or self esteem for an incredibly long time. She’s always had a ton of drive, and I don’t think money was the motivation as much as acceptance that she is a capable person. I think a huge reason for the difference is the way my Dad raised me, and the other reasons are Cody being supportive and that I came into this world as an old soul. I try to look at the bigger picture not just the right now. I’m not saying my teen years weren’t hell when I was already over emotional and then you throw in head games, it was hard but I made it through. Now I don’t have anything to do with my mom at all and I’m 100% sure that it’s the best decision for my mental health. Anyways all this has been floating around in my head since friday and I feel like if I put it all out then I may not think about it anymore.
I got exiled to the bedroom while the boys play COD in the living room; so I did what any girl would do: listen to Beyoncé and put on makeup. No shame.
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