It's five a.m. and the sun is rising; orange and red streaks leap across the sky. All I see for miles is a field of green, dotted with lavender blossoms. A bowl of fresh strawberries adorns the cherry oak table on the four-season porch. I bite into one and the flavor overwhelms me. The juice drips in two rivulets down my chin, as though I were a ( Read more... )

This journal is now friends-only because of some certain goings-on as of late. Sorry to all those of you who were trustworthy... and I pray for those of you who aren't.

Have you ever ( Read more... )

This weekend was... interesting ( Read more... )

This weekend was kind of a whirlwind and I've almost forgotten what my family looks like ( Read more... )

Compliments of the Slogan Generator ( Read more... )

Imagine me without makeup, with my hair all matted and gross under a hat and a scarf and a hood with six shirts and four pairs of pants and five pairs of socks, in boots three sizes too big for me, unshowered for two whole days ( Read more... )

Apparently Megan is still coming to the homeless weekend at my church, even though the only one who will talk to her all weekend will be Lex.

This is gonna be messy, folks.

So yeah. Today was supposed to be fun. And then Jenna's brother hit my car like an asshole and put a nice dent in the bumper. That's about it because I left after that because I was so pissed ( Read more... )

Long weekends rock my world ( Read more... )