From fabulous but evil.
I am an ever changing list of adjectives, talents and shortcomings.
I want to belive that people are generally good and not inclined to hurt others, but I’ve seen differently
I have been seriously blessed in life.
I wish on 11:11 every time I catch it.
I hate having negative feelings towards others, but can’t seem to shake some of them.
I fear that I won’t always be able to see the good in not good things.
I hear the meaning in what’s not said.
I search for the perfect gifts for family and friends.
I wonder how some people can live with themselves.
I regret letting others stand up for me and not doing it myself once upon a time.
I love my family, friends, pinot grigio (and other wines), shoes, long weekends, and that guy who asked me to marry him.
I ache sometimes before it rains.
I always keep kindness in mind (even if I’m ignoring it)
I usually have a good head on my shoulders.
I am not as complicated as I seem.
I dance like a white girl, but can shake my ass when I want, and can spin around a pole.
I sing pretty terribly mostly.
I never say never.
I rarely am indecisive.
I cry when I’m mad or frustrated, but not often.
I am not always my best Me.
I am confused by most crochet patterns.
I need feedback in my life.
I should deep clean the apartment.
I promise to be Me.
How about you?