We all have our little secrets.
I noticed a lot about myself this weekend.
I sometimes misdirect my frustration at the wrong people.
Though I may get upset over some supid thing that even I could admit to being pety, I will reason my way beyond logic, convincing most (and almost myself in the process) that I had obvious reason to be upset and in no way was I overreacting. Though in the end communicating that it is neither here nor there, and it is just best we all move on.
I am scared of even the most familiar things, maybe even more so than the unfamiliar.
I try to self sabatoge, because I don't feel like I deserve, or it is possible to be completely happy.
I will 100% always and forever love dorks because they will spend their Friday nights with me reading Harry Potter, and be overly satisfied.
I crave food more than anything else in the world. Especially Fro Yo.
My skin has gotten too tough the last 7 months, and I need to remember that feelings are okay.
I am not fun to be around before coffee hits my lips in the morning, nor am I fun sex, sleep, love, food or diet coke deprived.
And I am craving Disneyland.
I sometimes misdirect my frustration at the wrong people.
Though I may get upset over some supid thing that even I could admit to being pety, I will reason my way beyond logic, convincing most (and almost myself in the process) that I had obvious reason to be upset and in no way was I overreacting. Though in the end communicating that it is neither here nor there, and it is just best we all move on.
I am scared of even the most familiar things, maybe even more so than the unfamiliar.
I try to self sabatoge, because I don't feel like I deserve, or it is possible to be completely happy.
I will 100% always and forever love dorks because they will spend their Friday nights with me reading Harry Potter, and be overly satisfied.
I crave food more than anything else in the world. Especially Fro Yo.
My skin has gotten too tough the last 7 months, and I need to remember that feelings are okay.
I am not fun to be around before coffee hits my lips in the morning, nor am I fun sex, sleep, love, food or diet coke deprived.
And I am craving Disneyland.