So. My own life is finally beginning. And....I have no idea what I'm doing.
There's not much to do at my house, and I'm really looking forward to when I save up enough money to get my own place. Maybe I can occupy myself with unpacking and organizing and decorating for a while then.
And then I can look forward to saving up for a pet.
And of course I'm continually hoping to meet Mr. Right. If there are any real, good looking, funny, and smart gentlemen left out there, feel free to give me a call. Sorta tired of sitting in my bedroom alone. Of course, I have my friends. But there's just something different about having a special someone.
If kisses were the water I would give you the sea, if hugs were the
leaves
I would give you a tree, but if love was time, I would give
you eternity.
Don't call yourself a man when you have no qualities of one.
Don’t stress over what could’ve been, chances are if it should’ve
been, it would’ve been.
Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make
mistakes.
You should have two Facebook accounts. One for each face.
It’s called Facebook not Boobbook. So next time try to get you face
in the picture too.
Facebook should have a button that says “in a flirtationship”
because
it seems like thats all there ever is anymore.
Knowledge is knowing a tomato is a fruit; wisdom is not putting it
in a fruit salad.
Never make a promise you can’t keep.
You can tell a lot about a
man by the promises he keeps & breaks.
Knowledge is realizing that the street is one-way, wisdom is looking
both directions anyway.
The brightest future will always be based on a forgotten past, you
can’t go on
well in life until you let go of your past failures and
heartaches.
That awkward moment when the garbage goes out more than you.
The awkward moment when you try to search for someone’s name and
instead
end up setting their name as your Facebook status.
I don’t care if you think you have ‘swag’. Just pull up your pants and
walk faster.
Love is stronger than the pressure to be perfect.
Life is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you react to it.
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