gross

blehhh

i miss a lot of things.

i made myself a sweet new life with long hair, black boots, a kitten, a pretty stellar honesty policy (turns out honesty truly is the best policy), and wonderful friends.

he was wrong that i couldn't/didn't want to change. he was right that i'd like myself and my life a lot better if did though. i guess i wish he was here to see it all? i miss his support.

bleh

i feel yucky

do yourself a favor and never listen to sad music. ever.

dancing and singing alone at work, this is still me

love forever

its a secret