i am a fire sign.
it's been a week of daily headaches, healthy eating, and realizations about myself and what i want to change and improve upon. the other day i was thrown into cold water when i told my boyfriend that i don't want to spend the rest of my life with him because it's unrealistic. i am a destructive person. i have a sharp tongue. i am a cold-hearted bitch. no, i am not crying in your classroom because i don't like being scolded about being late every day, and your sarcasm truly annoys me. guilt is the worst emotion. it makes me feel old, sick to my stomach, and so painfully sad. this is why i love you: i am read poetry and my tears are kissed away and i laugh. i am a magician. i am a nurturing friend. i am an artist on hold. i have loopy hand writing and i always look at the tissue after i blow my nose. i rearrange my room every less-than three months. i love the smell of tea tree. i drink water all day long. i love to be bear-feet. i love my breasts. i am a good reader. i sing in the car. i want to hug every child i see. i find my grandmother adorable. my walls are the perfect red. i trust strangers. i make friends easily. i like to make tea but don't drink it. i miss my dog when i don't see her all day. my favorite place is my home, my garden. i feel alive when i dance. i am going to make a dress, a shirt. i am going to write my sister a letter. i am going to send sueno drive a care package. i am going to regularly talk to my childhood best friend. i am going to surprise my boyfriend. i am going to make my mother dinner. i am going to make the time to pleasure read. i am going to make all of my christmas gifts and birthday presents. i'm going to make more girl friends.