As hilariously ironic juxtaposition to the post that my dear buddy Pagina wrote last night, I am going to finally fucking say it and mean it. I had one of the best nights I've had in a really long time. Wine, amazing music, even better company, conversations I've been wanting to have, sushi, relaxing... So fucking worth the drive. And anyone that's close to me knows how nervous I was. I have remembered why I live my life the way I do. Taking risks, a leap of faith perhaps... Sometimes turns out to hurt like hell, but in this case, I am glad to be the chick I am today, making spontaneity a way of life, for better or for worse.
Yeeeeeesh.... serious post... I know noone likes these. Don't. Care.
Sweet Dreams
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