with a feather...

I realize why I never blogged on work days now.... they are busy.... and make me tired.

I'm listening to the worst music ever, someone should stop me.

I need a cowboy hat.

I need a vacation from AZ.

I'm making big plans and it's scaring the shit out of me.

I'm trying to bite my tongue more, blurt things out less.

I keep thinking about things that upset me, but not thinking about them feels impossible.

I feel like I need to know everything, even when no good will come of it.

I've never been so careless with those words before.

I like hot glue guns, even though I'm careless and hurt myself.

I need this adventure.

I need to decide if I should trust my friends, or my heart. Who has my best interest in mind?

I hate lying.