I guess you really did it this time.

I didn't know that something could hurt this much. That you could feel this broken, this numb. I didn't think it was possible to physically feel your heart shatter into a million little pieces. I never thought it was humanly possible to feel so many emotions at the same time. I wouldn't wish this feeling upon anyone. This kind of pain shouldn't be legal, shouldn't be allowed, shouldn't exist. If only you felt the pain you've caused me. If only you knew what it was like to be this hurt, this broken. If only you could be on the receiving end of this sick, twisted game you play. If only you knew what it was even like to have your heart ripped from your chest. If only you cared. If only you even noticed me, sitting here with my heart in the palm of my hands, shattered, just waiting for you to explain, waiting for you to reply, hoping you'll come back, take my heart in your hands, and put it back where it belongs. But you won't because this is what you do, this is who you are. You have her now. You changed your mind, found someone better, left me in the dark. You broke me heart in the worst way possible; everyday slowly easing me out of your life, thinking that I would be ok, that I wouldn't notice, that I wouldn't care. But did you really think I was going to be ok? Did you really think that I would just go on, unharmed, unfazed by what you had done? You need a major wake up call. You need to know that it's not ok to do this, to tell me everything I want to hear, to make me feel like the only girl in the world, then change your mind and move onto something else because it's not ok. You're not all you think you're cracked up to be. You need to get over yourself. I hope one day the girl of your dreams will break your heart just as you've broken mine. I hope she'll leave you waiting, wondering what you did wrong, waiting for an explanation, waiting for her to come back. But she won't come back, she won't give you an explanation, won't put your heart back together. Then you'll know how it feels, what it's like to be like every girl you have ever hurt. Karma is a bitch. You're not the shit. And apparently you aren't what I thought you were. I hate that you kissed me. I hate that you wanted me. I hate that you told me you felt head over heels in love. I hate that you took me out. I hate that you made me feel like a princess. I hate that you held my hand. I hate that you walked me to my door. I hate that you called me. I hate that you danced with me. I hate that you bought me a drink. I hate that you made future plans with me. I hate that you chose me. But what I hate the most is that after everything, I'm still not over you.

Now I can see I was waiting for you.

You. I never thought I would meet someone like you and that you would actually want me. You're everything I have ever hoped for. You do things that I've always dreamed about, that I've always wanted to happen to me. The way you kiss me, the way you look at me, the way you dance with me, the way you hold me, everything is just perfect. & you're not just talking about a fling, you're talking about the future, with me.

Farewell, so long, I guess.

Keep lying to yourself, but I know the truth.

It is dying to come out.

I still think of you. I'm not torn up over you, but I do still think of you. I miss how we talked, how the site of your name lighting up my phone made me grin. I miss how you wanted to be cute for me. I miss the way I was when you were in my life. I miss the way we flirted. I miss all the things you said. Sometimes I hope that when I check my phone there will be a message from you. Sometimes I hope that you will all of a sudden chase after me like you did before. I know you won't because you have her but that doesn't mean I still don't wish and hope for you to come back. I wish I could've had a taste of what I wanted. I didn't need to have you, I just wanted a taste, to know if what I thought of you, how I felt about you was true. One night with you and I would've been satisfied. I wouldn't have asked for anything more, just one night would have been enough. But I didn't get what I fought for. I may never get it. But it's ok, I've moved on. I hope you miss me. I hope you still feel the same about me. I hope that you know that one night with me would've been better than four months with her.

You should've seen this coming.

So your conscience finally hit you and you’re feeling guilty... & you’re wishing I was there. So you wanna say you’re sorry? Well, please forgive me if I’m too gone to care. You can take back your goodbyes, wipe off those sad eyes ‘cause I’ve got some tears of my own. The weather man says it’s gonna rain tonight; the kind of storm where the basement floods and you lose the lights. Should have thought of that before ‘cause I’m not your blue sky anymore. So you heard the pitter-patter of a lost heart beating and you learned what it was for. So you made a list of shoulders that you’d be needing. Well, mine aren’t yours anymore. Come on show me your temper. Be the man I remember so I won’t forget what you’ve done. The weather man says it’s gonna rain tonight; the kind of storm where the basement floods and you lose the lights. Should have thought of that before ‘cause I’m not your blue sky anymore. Don’t wanna be that blue sky, I’m not your blue sky anymore.

Are you over me now?

You said you were over me. You just stood there and watched me falling apart. You didn't care what it did to me. You never even thought twice about breaking my heart. Are you over me now? Tell me, how does it feel to be the one left without, to lose something so real? Now that your world's crashing down, are you over me now? I did what you told me I should do. I stopped wasting my tears and moved on with my life. Now that you've seen me with someone new, that drives you crazy, makes you hate me baby, isn't that right? I hope it was worth it. Sorry it hurts you baby, but you deserve it. Now that I'm over you, are you over me? Are you over me now?

You're not.

Maybe this time.

I have never felt this way in my entire life. I have never been able to be this comfortable around a guy. I want to tell you everything I feel and I do, without thinking twice or being afraid of what you might think. I love how I have become the person I've been fighting to be for so long. I never could figure out how to break down my walls, and just be myself. You've helped me become this person and if I had never of met you, I wouldn't have changed in such a positive way. I want you more than anything right now, but it's such a healthy want. For the first time in my life, I'm not obsessed, I don't wait by my phone just to see if your name will pop up on the screen, I don't cry at night because I'm worried you don't like me, I don't over think and analyze everything you say or anything that happens between us. Everything is different with you. I'm fearless. I love who I am with you in my life. I love the way you make me feel. I love how you make me happy. I love every single thing about you and me. I know that nothing may ever happen between us and if something does, it won't last, but I'm happy just to have you in my life. You've done more for me than you will ever know. I will always remember you as the person who changed me.

Life isn't a question, it's an answer.

Isn't it funny how life works? How if you weren't in a certain place at a certain time, your life could've turned out so differently. What if we didn't go eat dinner when we did? What if we didn't take that long to decide what to eat? What if we had found a table somewhere else? What if you weren't the one sitting beside me? What if my phone wasn't sitting on the table? What if I had said no? What if hadn't have taken a risk and texted you? I would've never met you. What if I didn't text you the next day? What if I didn't flirt with you? What if I didn't let myself open up? What if I didn't tell you everything I did? What if I hadn't have let myself be fearless? What if I never took all those chances on you? I would've never felt like this. I would've never changed into the person I waited so long to be. What if I hadn't have stopped texting you? You wouldn't have chased me. This is why I think everything happens for a reason; that you were meant to be in a certain place at a certain time. I thank God for everything that happened that day that led me to you. If I hadn't have met you, I wouldn't be who I am now. Being in that certain place at that certain time and what happened in that single moment has changed the rest of my life. Thank you.

Someday when I stop loving you.

I'm in love with you. I'm not afraid to say it. I'm not ashamed. I could say it to your face and not be afraid or nervous or scared. I'm so into you. I always have been. I know that you don't love me back. I know that you will never know that I'm in love with you. But it's ok. I miss being with you everyday. Just being beside you made me feel happy. I didn't even have to talk to you. I just loved you being a part of my day. We have this crazy chemistry that neither of us can deny. That time you grabbed my hand, that time you never once looked away from me, that time you held me, that time you danced with me, I can't get any of it out of my mind. I love the way you look at me, the way you laugh with me or even at me, the way your name sounds with mine. I love every single thing about you. I never thought it was possible to be in love with someone that you aren't in a relationship with, or doesn't return the same feelings. But it's possible. I almost like it better this way. Because I can't be hurt from you not loving me back; from the moment I started loving you, I already knew you didn't love me back. There is no way that you can break my heart. It started out broken. But I'm madly in love with you. I always have been. I always will be. You will always be that one guy that I will never forget and never stop loving. I hope the girl you end up with loves you as much as I do, and tells you just how much every second of the day. Because I wish that I could tell you just how much I love you. And maybe, one day, you'll end up back at my door, ready to love me too.

The truth about forever.

I never realized what it means or feels like to really change. I've always said I need to change. I want to change. I'm going to change. But this week, I changed. I read The Truth About Forever and I felt like I was reading a book about myself. A girl, trying to please everyone, afraid of taking chances, afraid of failing. Shy, emotions kept inside, afraid of losing something or someone, afraid of life, the future. Reading about this girl's discoveries about herself and about life led me to my own discoveries. It made me think about how I need to take risks, no matter the outcome. If I feel it, I need to do it. If I think it, I need to say it. I need to stop living my life in a little box where I think I'm going to be safe. It's time to take chances and step outside myself and what I'd normally do. Then I won't look back and say I wish I had done or said something because in life, you shouldn't have regrets. I can't be afraid of life anymore. It's ok to have doubts and to feel fear but I have to face it. That's what life is. Who cares if your heart gets broken, if you get embarrassed, or if you fail at something. That's life; it's how we learn. It's how we find love. It's how we laugh. It's how we succeed. It's how we grow. I'm not changing who I am, I'm just becoming the person I have always been so afraid to be. So this summer is about me taking chances, taking risks, and being my true self. This summer is about living. Maybe this will be the summer everything changes.

It's like walking on snow.

I think we might have something. I saw a little spark there. Or am I just imagining things? I hope I'm not. But I don't have any expectations. I know exactly where that will lead me and I don't want to end up there again. But I really do see something when we talk. You're cute. And you don't find guys like you very often. I'm a little bit into you.

I told you so.

Wow. I was right. Completely spot on. I knew it. You are so scared of showing people who you truly are. That's why you lie so much. It's sad. So so sad. I know I said it before but grow a pair and man up. Come on. You could be so much better than this. You never will be be but you could. This just helps me move along. I can now let you go and not think anything of you or "us" anymore. I'm so proud of myself for moving on like this. It doesn't usually happen. But I know now what I always have known. I shouldn't just settle for second best. I deserve so much better than you.

Oh and remember what you said before? How now just wasn't the right time for you, for us? Well guess what, I don't think there is ever going to be a right time for us. Ever.

A dream comes true... 242 days.

I don't think that I have ever been this excited for anything in my life before. I have dreamed about going to my favorite place in the world with my best friend before but I never actually thought it would actually happen. I can't believe that we are going together, to Disneyland, for a week. This is incredible. It's so far away but I don't care. It makes me smile and so happy just to imagine what it's going to be like. First of all, going to Los Angeles, just me and you, wow. Being on an airplane together, crazy. Staying in a hotel just us across the street from Disneyland, insane. Walking into Disneyland with my best friend, incredible. We're going to be walking through Disneyland together like giddy three year olds, eating ice cream, shopping on main street, wearing tiaras, going on rides together, getting pictures with characters, watching all the shows and fireworks, taking so many pictures, laughing our heads off, and making so many unforgettable memories. I get those excited Disneyland butterflies just thinking about it. This is a dream coming true. Best friends in Disneyland together, priceless.

I love you Sarah and I can't wait. This is going to be the time of our lives.

Tell me another lie.

I hate how hard it is for me to let myself think I'm beautiful. I want to believe that I'm beautiful, that I'm worth it, that someone is going to want me, but I don't. And I hate that, I hate that about myself. I don't have the strength to believe it. People tell me all these things and I hear them and I'm flattered by it all but I have never believed any of it. I so badly want to but I can't. And I don't know why. It kills me inside. It rips me apart. It's why I cry myself to sleep. It's why I'm sad. I don't want to feel this pain anymore. I'm done hurting. I need it to stop. I need someone to show me how to believe. To show me that I'm beautiful, to make me feel worth it. I just need somebody to love me.

My heart won't beat without you.

I want to feel those butterflies again. To feel nervous, to feel excited, to feel taken. I want to cuddle, hold hands, and just be with someone. And I wish more than anything to feel that first kiss on my lips. I dream about what it would feel like. But I want to know.

To be with you, just to be with you.

I need that imperfect someone that I can see perfectly. That can make me feel safe. That can make me feel wanted. That can make me feel perfect. I need that guy to call my own and to love completely. That guy I know will always be there, who won't care about the small things in life that don't matter, and who lives each day like it's his last... with me. I want to be loved, I want to feel safe, I want to feel unstoppable when I'm with him. I want to cuddle, I want to hold hands, I want to hug, I want to dance, I want to kiss. I want you. I don't know who you are yet but I know I'll find you. And when I do, that's when I'll understand why it never worked out with anyone else.

You're still the one.

Why do you bother? I don't understand. I really have nothing left to say. You're not worth it.

If roses are meant to be red...

I know I shouldn't feel this way, but I do. I know it's not you that I should be missing, but I am. I know that things will never work between us, but I want them to. I know it's wrong, but I want it to be right. I know you're bad for me, but I can't help what I feel. I know it's not you I really miss, but I don't know that's true anymore. Maybe I'm kidding myself. Maybe it's you I really miss. Maybe it was you who I missed last night. Maybe it's you who I wanted to be laying there with. But then I stop and think. You're the one who hurt me. You're the one who lied to me. You're the one who lost me. It' s not me who hurt you. It's not me who lied to you. It's not me who lost you. You should be the one feeling this way. I don't think you do. But if you do, I don't want to know. I'm scared that if I knew you felt that way, I would take you back.

Don't look back.

One day I hope you see me and think that should be me. That should be me holding your hand. That should be me making you laugh. That should be me feeling your kiss. That should be me giving you gifts. That should be me holding you close. That should be me giving you flowers. That should be me telling you you're beautiful. That should be me. That should've been me.

Like we used to.

I miss cuddling. I miss hugging. I miss laughing. I miss smiling. I miss flirting. I miss having butterflies. I miss having no appetite because I was so nervous and excited. I miss telling people I have a boy. I miss liking someone. I miss dreaming and thinking about someone all the time. I miss cute text messages. I miss being called babe. I miss 20 questions. I miss sharing secrets. I miss being excited to see someone. I miss wanting to be with someone. I miss feeling perfect. I miss real life being better than a dream. I miss waking up and feeling instantly happy. I miss being called beautiful. I miss being thought of by someone else. I miss feeling wanted by someone else. I miss what I thought you were. But I don't miss you.

Always Midnight.

Sometimes I don't think I'm pretty. I don't think I'm good enough. I don't think I'm the girl that any guy is going to want. I never feel good enough. Ever. I hate that I think these things but I can't stop myself. I want to think I'm beautiful, think I'm confident, think I'm someones perfect match. But I don't. And when I tell myself those things, I feel like I'm lying. I know that self confidence is what people are attracted to. I want to have self confidence. I tell people I have self confidence. I've tried to tell myself I have self confidence. But I don't. I had it once, and that's when I was happiest; when I thought that I could do anything, believed in myself completely. Since then, I've had glimpses, but they've faded away. I blame the heartbreak. I blame the inexperience. I blame the disappointment. I blame myself. I hate how I think of myself but I don't know any different.

The more I think, the more I know.

You meant it. You meant it all. You weren't scared of hurting me, you were scared of your own feelings. You lied to your friends, you lied to me, you lied to yourself because you were scared at the thought of real emotion, real feelings, really wanting someone and scared of them not wanting you back. I'm not stupid. I can see through your lies, your games, your tricks. I know you and I know who you used to be. You were different. You are different. You're not the person everyone thinks you are. That's why you're running from the truth; from yourself. You don't want to be the person everyone thinks you're not. Because that person is real, and wants to be romantic and cute and affectionate. That's the person I know, that I saw, that I wanted. But I know who you need to be. Who you are. And I don't like that you. So if you ever discover and decide to be the person you really are, come back to me. Because that part of you is what I wanted, and what I saw as perfect through all the other imperfections. That's the part of you no one else will ever see. You don't have to say anything anymore because I know the truth. You may never say it to me, to anyone, but I know. I'm glad I saw that part of you. The real part of you. I hate that it's gone now. I hate that you pushed it aside. You pushed me aside with it. I thought I would hurt longer than this, I thought I would want more of an explanation than this, but I don't anymore. I don't hurt. I understand. I can move on. But you, I see now that you're the one that's hurting, you're the one that doesn't understand, you're the one that won't be able to move on. Because you don't know the truth, you don't understand the truth. Because all that you need to know, you've hidden it from yourself. You've neglected it. But you've chosen this path. You've chosen to be someone else. I hate that this is the person you've chosen to be but I'm not the one who has to live with that. It's you that has to.

It doesn't hurt, I don't feel anything.

I hate you. You're a complete ass hole. I don't understand how you could do this to me. Why did you lie? Why did you tell me you wanted to be with me? Why did you turn around and say you didn't want to be with me? Nothing you said or did makes any sense. You tell people so many different stories. Do you have a heart? Did you ever like me? Or was it just your sex drive talking? I'm not easy. You knew that. So why did you choose me? I know somewhere in the pit of your soul, you liked me. You wanted to be with me. But your shallow brain didn't want to admit it. We're you embarrassed that you liked me? Is that why you wanted it to be a secret romance? Am I that much of a disgrace to like? What you did makes me feel like shit. It makes me feel worthless, like a rock you just pick up and skip across the water. I don't want to feel that way, because I know it's not the truth. I look at you and think of how you made me feel and I feel sick to my stomach that I ever believed any of it. Do you know that I liked you? A lot? Do you know that you made me feel loved, wanted, and perfect? Absolutely perfect? Do you know that you hurt me? Put me down? Made me feel like a toy you play with once and then just put back on the shelf for later? Now I know how it feels to be played. To be used. To be lied to. To have your heart ripped out of your chest and thrown on the ground. I thought you cared. I thought I made you happy. I thought you wanted me. I saw you and got butterflies. I wanted to hold your hand. I wanted to kiss you. I wanted to spend every single day with you. I hate that I ever felt that way. You say you're sorry, but I know you're not. You say I'm amazing, but do I believe that? You say not now, but later. Do you even mean that? Do I even want that? I hate you, so much. This is worse than a person you love breaking up with you. You completely destroyed my heart, and I know you don't care. I know that you'll act like nothing happened. You already have. You can't even look me in the eyes. But grow a pair and man up. Admit that you liked me, admit you wanted to be with me, admit what you did was wrong, admit that you want me back. You never will because you're incapable of being a man. You'll always be a scared little boy who runs from his feelings and is too shallow to admit that he may be capable of loving someone. Because that's not cool. Because it's not cool to love someone. It's much cooler to play around with a girls heart and lie to her and tell her cute, nice things with no meaning actually behind them. It's much cooler to make a girl fall for you and then just turn around and act like nothing happened and just let her go, without an explanation. Well guess what, it's not cooler. You're not cool. Nothing you will ever become will be cool. You're the epitome of a loser. You're just another boy that will never be a man.

A dreamer that should've known better.

Well, I guess that ends what I thought could've been us. I knew it was coming, I just didn't want to believe it. But I'm ok. I'll get back up... again. You were an ass hole, and I fell for your tricks. You should feel bad and I know you do. You hurt me. I know you didn't want to but you did just that. This will teach you not to lie. Because someone just ends up getting hurt. And it's always the person you're trying not to hurt. But we'll still be friends, because I wouldn't want to lose what we have already. Soon, you'll wake up and realize that you lost something that could've been amazing, perfect, and beautiful. And you'll want it back. Maybe I'l give it to you, but it will take a lot more than just asking.

Without you things go hazy.

All I think about is you. I want to see you again. I want to be with you again. All I think about is you.

No one else.

...I try but I can't seem to get myself to think of anything but you.

...we know what I came here for, so I won't ask for more. I wanna be with you, if only for one night; to be the one whose in your arms, who holds you tight. I wanna be with you, there's nothing else to say. There's nothing else I want more than to feel this way.

...how beautiful it is just to be like this.

...I can't fight this feeling anymore. It drives me cray when I try to so call my name, take my hand, make my wish.

...I wanna be with you; there's nothing more to say.

Through the pain of leaving.

You. You make me so happy. Even though we said we shouldn't, we kind of did. Well, you did. I've never felt so happy, so comfortable, so right with someone before until last night. We just fit like two pieces of a puzzle. You do all the right things without even knowing that what you do is what I want. You ask all the right questions and make me feel at home. You make sure that I'm comfortable, that I'm taken care of, that what we're doing is what I want to do. You're selfless when we're together. I don't care anymore that you might be leaving. I want to be with you. I want to spend everyday with you until you leave. I want to be with you; you make me happy. I want to get my first kiss from you. I want to go for walks and hold hands and just simply be together. We can just sit there and say nothing at all and I'm happy. I know it's what you want too. I know you want to be together. You wouldn't have done the things you did last night if you didn't want me, if you didn't want us. I know that you're scared of how hard possibly leaving each other will be but now, no matter what, when or if you leave, it will be hard. I'm willing to fight through that pain of you leaving because I know that these next couple months together would be amazing. I hope you feel the same. I just want you. You make me feel perfect. Absolutely perfect.

And here come the walls, crashing down.

I think I have the worst luck when it comes to guys. As soon as everything is going right, something comes into the picture that takes it all away. I hope to God that you don't move away. I hope to God that even if you do, you realize what we have is special and you end up not caring about the distance. I wish for more time. I wish you could be the one. I wish you weren't leaving. Maybe you aren't. Maybe things will work out. Maybe everything will be ok and turn out like they were supposed to, like how we planned.

Please, spare me of more heart break and make this work. Let me have what I've wanted for so long. I'm so close. I can't bare it being taken away from me again, like it was all the times before. Please, let me be yours, and let you be mine.

I would've never guessed it would be you.

For the way you're something that I never choose

But at the same time something I don't want to lose

And never wanna be wihtout ever again

You're the best thing I never knew I needed

So when you were here, I had no idea

...I must admit you weren't apart of my book

You could be my accidental happily ever after

The Back-Up Plan

My life on the big screen. Well, part of it anyways.

Happily Ever After

I love you. I miss you. You give me hope. You make me feel like a princess. You make me believe in happily ever afters.

My Escape, My Existence

...and as you leave I can't believe it's me I see in you, and I won't let you forget how far we've gone.

...I hate the way you look at me, as if I was broken. & the perfection of frailty has been questioned and broken. & I'm gunnin' for you, I'm gunnin' for you.

...so if you're feeling all alone, remember good times or remember home. & if you question all that you see, remember that you've always got a friend in me because I know we've all got to grow.

...I ran into your garden, but I tripped out the gate. What are you doing to me? I'm so into you. & the hardest part is knowing that you'll never follow through. You're slowly killing me and I wish it wasn't true because I'm so into you.

...so why don't you meet me down behind the old school? We'll waste away the weekend with perfect regard for how cavalier we used to be, that beautiful insanity, the apathy surrounding me. Don't close your eyes or we'll fade away.

...you're amazing, you're amazing & it's true. No one can save me, no one can save me like you do. This is crazy, yeah it's crazy but it's true. Baby save me, baby save me like you do. Stay away, stay close enough to care. I love that name, yeah I see it everywhere.

...I won't let you in, let you see me cry. I can't give you that satisfaction this time. Do you really get what you need beating the hell out of me? I'm so tired of getting up off the floor. I won't take this anymore.

...& did you really look my way? Because no one could've seen this coming.

...I'll give you shelter out of the rain, I'll make a good day out of the pain. & if you've got a long way down, I'll feel the same. I'll give you shelter out of the rain.

So Late.

I feel like I'm missing out. Why haven't experienced what everyone else has? I've never truly felt loved by a guy. I've never had that first kiss. I'm 18, and I can't help but wonder if there is something wrong with me. Everyone tells me how pretty I am, but are they just giving me sympathy? If I'm so pretty and nice then why have I never had a boyfriend, or my first kiss? Maybe it's not my time... but it's so hard to wait.

Broken Into Pieces.

There goes my heart again, shattered. I hope you realize how much of a dick you are, but I know you don't. You're blinded by the lust you said you didn't want, with me at least. It's not as much what you did, but how you revealed it. I didn't know you could be so hurtful without even knowing it.

Ready When You Are...

I've said all I can say right now. It's time for you to decide whether I'm what you need, or what you don't need. I've been hurt before, and I always hear "There's someone out there for you just waiting to love you completely", but if I get hurt again, I don't know if I can believe that anymore. And I don't know if I'm ready to hear that again.

Speaking the Truth.

So, I told him. It's not the result I necessarily wanted but to be honest, it's much better than being completely turned down. He said he likes me too, but just doesn't want that kind of relationship right now. It's put me in a confusing situation. I don't really know where we stand. I feel better now that I've told him and now that he knows how I feel about him. Maybe it will turn out into something more than I think it will. Maybe because he now knows that I like him it will make him really think about what we could be. I hope this turns into something good and my risk pays off. Because that's the first time I have EVER told a guy I liked him. That was really scary for me, so I'm hoping I didn't take that huge leap of faith for nothing.

Please Jump.

I'm going to tell him. Need I say more?

Is it ok to fall?

I think I really like him. I haven't really talked about it with anyone because I feel like I jinx things when that happens. But this time around, I feel comfortable around this guy... maybe it's because were such good friends to begin with. Maybe that's a set back though. We'll see but for now, I have my fingers crossed.

Bowling!

Going bowling today. I haven't gone in so long so it should be fun! I stayed up way too late last night. My head is pounding. I don't know what I'm going to do to my hair because it's kind of a mess at the moment... I'll figure out something though. Not to brag but I always do =)

Renovations

I got a new chair for my desk. Very modern and very me. Also, some new vases for my gerber daisies. I like the new additions to my room. I feel like my room is becoming better and better. And when we first re-did it, I honestly didn't think it could get any better. But it did =)

My Beginning

Every story has a beginning and for some reason, I feel like this is mine. Up until now I don't think I've really felt truly satisfied and ready to let go. This is my time, this is my beginning!