I love it when everything turns out alright… Like, for ONCE everything turned out just fine. Problems solved.
Just got back from the beach a few days ago. It was PHENOMENAL. Hurray for my first vacation in 3 years!
Happiness comes in the most unexpected ways :)
I still can’t believe it’s already August. July was such a whirlwind…
I have to believe that everything will be okay.
It’s a sad time when I must constantly remind myself that I should not slap some of the people in my life.
I’m about to rip my hair out.
I’m officially a single lady. You’re hearing it here first, folks. This is not a drill. I repeat, this is not a drill.
I’m at my wit’s end.
Nobody gives a fuck anymore, so why should I keep trying?
Somebody punch me in the fucking face.