I'm not perfect. I'd rather not be. But, hey, I'm perfect at being me, and most of the time, I like who I am and who I'm becoming. I'm an old soul and a free spirit. And I like it that way.
I'm a writer-songs, poems, and novels. Hoping to be published by the age of 30, and kinda want someone great to sing my songs.
It doesn't take much to make me laugh or cry. I'm pretty predictable, but I'll never make much sense to you.
I'm a lot stronger, wiser, and braver than I used to be.
She was too young, too gentle.
And I couldn’t save her.
i was sick this morning and sleeping in bed and my bf came in to check on me forgetting to take off my scarf he was wearing
my scarf has a pattern of teddy bears with red bows on their necks
my boyfriend is 6’3” and 230 pounds
It’s the playground where he usually goes if he wants to be alone.