… to seek greener pastures elsewhere.
Seventeen is my favorite number.. just because. When the year drew to a close, I was validated with numerous reasons.
Would you rather crash and crawl, or never grab your chance at all?
Ms. Leslie will see us now.
In the end, I would’ve regretted the chances I didn’t take.
Because love lights more fires than hate extinguishes.
Here’s to the ones who dream, (as foolish as they may seem), the hearts that ache and to the mess we make.
Every rose has its thorn, and there is beauty amidst the storm.
Pulling you closer not in the backseat of a Rover – but my life on a more personal level!
Outside my window, Christmas lights continue to flicker.