So. Like. This is really personal. This is me being super vulnerable. And even on a secret-ish anonymous blog I am kind'a nervous about this. So... be nice guys *said in a high pitched squeak with an unconscious shoulder shrug* The other side to that is I want to share it. But - this feels … Continue reading My addiction with pimple picking.
I feel this massive, irrational and unexplainably urgent urge to complete change the whole system. I get frustrated when I haven't accomplished... like... world peace... by 4pm on a Sunday. Like, I don't think the world is working how it is. I think there is SO much pain. And so much devastation. I imagine it as if the … Continue reading Sunday thoughts, and saving the world
I *LOVE* coincidences and weird mind bending stories. I love reading books about angels and visitations and dead-people-messages. I love hearing about miracles. I love them because I don't believe in coincidences, so for me, they are just little snippets of wonder fluttering around in the ether. I *LOVE* that I have two incredibly special … Continue reading Things that I love