whimsical
i hate school, but i love feeling like i've learned something. i hate clothes, but i love red dresses, they make me feel hot. i hate commitment, it scares the life out of me, but i love the intimacy you find in true friends (and maybe one day a husband...maybe). i am one giant cliche, and i dont even care. its funny because i've thought that i just havent been myself for the past few months...but i think i never was who i thought i was, and now i'm becoming the person i've suppressed for so long. hmm, too much thinking. why not just live life on a whim? thats exactly what i'm doing. tomorrow i'm sliding down a huge slide made of ice.