I'm a sucker for packaging.
I really like hot pink.
I hate bumming cigarettes, but I love it when people bum cigarettes from me.
Cherry blossom trees and plants with white flowers feel like a great big "I love you" from God.
I should be careful what I say in front of classrooms full of people I respect.
Men should keep their hands to themselves. (Except for hugs from friends. Those are nice.)
Skateboarders are talented. And brave.
Writing is the best.
I miss the rain.
There are too many feral cats in this world.
People shouldn't chase bunnies.
I want a beer. A glass of wine would be nice too. Or a gin and tonic.
I don't care if I flunk a class. Well, maybe I care a little, but not as much as I used to.
I don't want to make excuses for myself ever again.
Friendship is hard. And scary. And wonderful.
I want a boyfriend. I want my next boyfriend to be my husband.
Tallness is an attractive quality in a man. So is kindness.
Time really does heal all wounds.
Sufjan Stevens is amazing. AMAZING!!!
He is also gorgeous.
You are gorgeous.
The world is gorgeous.
I want to read the classics.
I want to read Moby Dick.
American Sign Language is the most beautiful language in the world.
I am looking forward to having a mindless job that involves grunt work.
I hope I don't die before someone kisses me.
I want some summer sandals. Strappy (p)leather ones. With heels. They have to be comfortable.
Cheap shoes suck.
Spring and fall are the best seasons.
I want to watch Fiddler on the Roof.
I would give almost anything to be a morning person.
I respect people who brew their own coffee. I would like to be one of those people. Someday I will be.
One of my life's goals is to be a barista.
I hope I don't die before I travel around the world.
I don't know whether I am a feminist.
I hate saying goodbye. When people leave, they are irreplaceable.
I love church. I LOVE church.
Incense smells like heaven. I wonder if heaven will smell like incense.
I still don't know what I am doing with my life.
I want to eat an omelette.
I think I am going to stop now.
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