A Girl Named Summer
Christopher McCandless was a moron and could’ve easily lived. Don’t go out into the wild without proper knowledge and equipment
I honestly couldn’t agree more. Into The Wild is the chick flick of outdoors films.
Anonymous Asks:
agirlnamedsummer Said:
I have no idea, Mama. I lost count, if I’m being completely honest. It also depends on your definition of “tattoo” because I’ve got big ones, small ones, dots, stars, etc.
Tattoos from today- close up’s and farther away
We built a fort and made a fire. My bros are awesome. (at Gypsy Woods)
Sometimes, I just have to look at my life and laugh. I’m ridiculous.
I was with my mother today, and she was introducing me to people who knew me as “the one who was in Afghanistan.” First of all, I hate that. I want to be known as “the one who climbs, loves, devotes, volunteers, and cares.” Secondly, I think it’s sad how much they pretend to care. They can’t really care; they’re too delicate.
And that’s okay.
Anyways, my mind segued into ponderments of the preview I’d seen earlier for a movie called The Purge. It’s about how America has one night a year without legal ramification, so people go wild pillaging, murdering, and raping one another. It’s obscene. Yet, it makes me wonder how they can love this so much. If I were to make a film of the lives of real soldiers with real jobs in Afghanistan, people would be too scared to watch it. People would be sickened. They’d never want to watch a movie like The Purge or any other movie with murder centric plots again.
I’m glad people don’t care what soldiers have seen, because not everyone can handle it. Some soldiers can’t handle it. War truly is hell.
I say all this because I’m bored and musing over my day. I’m not going to see The Great Gatsby tonight because I don’t want to go alone. I’ll just wait until it comes out on DVD.
Anonymous Asks:
agirlnamedsummer Said:
“I’m glad you think so, Anon. We’ll see if that’s actually a possibility!” he said, with obvious tones of doubt and sarcasm evident in his voice.
I bet this is you, Mom.
Anonymous Asks:
agirlnamedsummer Said:
It’s all too true, I’m afraid. You see, I put climbing and hiking and camping and music and the outdoors and working out before anyone else I’ve met. And that, dearest Anon, is what makes me a dirtbag.
I only post things that I can’t/don’t say to other people. I rarely comment on the beautiful and amazing things in my life because I share those with the people I’m around.
Anonymous Asks:
agirlnamedsummer Said:
Nope. I’m a dirtbag, Anon.
I make myself sick, sometimes.
Currently, I’m in that hollow, emotionless, self-disappointed state of being, and I don’t like it. I can’t really explain it. It’s like, when I close my eyes, I imagine myself standing in the middle of infinite nothingness that is simultaneously void of light and darkness. I scream, but even I can’t hear it. The infinite expanse of nothingness is closing in on me, consuming me. I’m in an ocean of absolutely nothing. It’s an abysmal feeling, lacking emotional responses for life.
I just don’t have any more words right now.
The long awaited reunion of my cousin, the newly commissioned Ensign Lennard, and myself.
Ladies and gentleman, Mrs. Dolly Parton. (at Hold It Down Tattoo)
Anonymous Asks:
agirlnamedsummer Said:
Thank you. She’s having her mastectomy procedure and chemo treatments initiated before the end of the month. She’s in high spirits, so that’s good.
