i love the peace you bring. and the excuse to be completely lazy. you are perfect.
i love you. but i really don't want to work the golden shift tomorrow. it's not golden. i want to sleep in. setting my alarm for 5 a.m. isn't so appealing right now.
(whattup grandma?) i tried calling yall tonight. you didn't answer but, it's okay. i will try again tomorrow. promise.
stay warm out there in i-da-ho. seriously. it's cold. however....
dear north carolina,
please figure out what season you would like to be. 70 degrees one day and 40 the next day is really starting to give me weather whip lash.
dear best friend,
you're so strong. also, thanks for knowing me so creepishly well. still can't figure out how you knew without even opening your eyes i had fallen asleep during the prayer in sunday school. the snapping of your fingers in my face was greatly appreciated.
oh hey. you're this weekend. that's fun. donations accepted.
4.5 months. holla!
dear magic latern,
you are fiercely helping the quality of my videos. my eye doesn't see focus (or lack thereof) quite like you. my grades are seriously thanking you.
remember that angels can fly because they take themselves lightly.
be good to me.
good grief. comment, why dontcha?