Because in its 10th Rule for Posting, lookbook.nu said that,

10. No photos of children (under the age of 13).
This is not a children's fashion site!

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Chayylielle's Recent #OOTD Instagram Posts
tags: boho, cute, edgy, grunge, playful, hipster, trendy

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Sandwich the bad with the good ones

1 It was our little jokes, our little moments that do it for me. I like seeing you laugh. It makes me realize that a) we are connected -- or our humor-part-of-the-brain or tickle bones, at least; and that, b) I could make you happy, despite of everything else that I fail to do for you. You were teasing. I hate being teased, but I liked it when it's you. Like you're trying to be sexy, or something. Like you're trying to get in, to get closer. I like to get even deeper with you.

2 I worry about our good days. Whether I can trust them or not. Was I purposely being happy? Was it not because all things were good at that time? Was it because (and actually) nothing was okay, and I had to cook something up? To have that one thing, which could console cover up the cracks. Were you purposely being happy? Because you were tired? (Of me, I guess.) (I can be really difficult, most of the time.) Was that emptiness I saw when you laughed? Or was I being paranoid, overthinking? Were you really having a good time? Or were you afraid I'd ask what's wrong? (Were you tired of answering what's wrong?) Was I the only one who was happy? Or did I notice, but chose to ignore. (That you weren't actually there. Or that you were half feeling whatever we were (doing/feeling).) Did I choose to ignore so I could be happy? Because deep down I know I could only be happy in that single moment, and I think I deserve to be happy even for a single moment? Because... am I starting to be needy of good days? That makes me avoid looking through you? Was I just trying? Was I even trying for the good of us? Were you?

3 I enjoyed absences. I really shouldn't. It was being irresponsible. But the feeling.. of you. Being around. (Endlessly) Touching. Staring. Spooning. God, I love spooning. (Only with you.) I could live on your back, and die there happy. (That's exaggerating, I know.) I love us talking. And I love us silent. And I love how both give us all these theories (you could say realization) (about us). We're having lesser arguments every day. You massage me when I ask for it. I let you watch your shows. (Despite my hate lack of enthusiasm for wrestling and basketball.)

Ocean at the End of the Lane

This book¹ is beyond amazing. My only concern, and this is not much of a concern, but more like a 'could've been' (something I dun' mind not havin -- that little it was of an issue), is that, it, the story or the place of the story, is smaller than I'd expected (Neverwhere has the London Underground; The Anansi Boys has the Beginning of the World; The Graveyard Book has Ghûlheim). But even as a small a story or a plot, it was interesting enough to more than satisfy a reader, i.e. myself. The story, and I mean this as a compliment, is so out of this world, I am more than in love. I couldn't imagine a movie, no matter how great and modern its effects may be, that could do this book so well (edit: so yes, there will be a movie, and it is in the works -- we shall see; I hope it brings justice and more, Neil Gaiman is an amazing writer).

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¹ This is the 34th book of the 50 books I should/want to read/finish this year.

few things recently

One. Mockingjay Pt. 1 teaser has come out. I haven't seen it. I mean, I've seen the news (ALL OVER!), but not the actual trailer. (Because! I can't freak out while at work, can I?)

Two. Butterbeer. Yep. The famous drink from the Harry Potter books. Only this one's from the Flying Cauldron. (I'm pretending this is the real deal. Of course, I only got it from Healthy Options, and not from Hog's Head, not from Three Broomsticks, and def not from the Leaky Cauldron.)
I had one today. (Actually, I only took a sip, and thinking of shelving the rest.)

Three. Recently read books. Every Day by David Levithan (Interesting story.); Six Earlier Days (still) by David Levithan (No diff from the 1st book. Didn't reveal anything. Just additional chapters.); Dash and Lily's Book of Dares by by Rachel Cohn, David Levithan (All Lily chapters were ugh annoying. I like Dash though.); and, I've Got Your Number by Sophie Kinsella (Cutesy. Very light --easy-- to read).

Four. I have Postpartum Depression, (I just assumed, no medical whatsoever was involved. I mean, I think it's pretty obvious.) Which brings me to...

Five. Elle's instagram account (@kaylachayylielle). Which kind of became my breather/decompress-er/unwind-er (also, since can't put on clothes that I love on me --that sounds pathetic).

Six. Recent #ootd posts(from Elle's IG of course!)