I think people would be happier if they admitted things more often. In a sense we are all prisoners of some memory, or fear, or disappointment—we are all defined by something we can’t change.
“We were laying in bed just the other night, looking at the ceiling, and I said: ‘You know, it’s been thirty years, and it’s never felt worn. There’s never been a sense of tiredness with you.’”
In honor of National Dance Day, here is an arrangement of funky fresh dance moves for your personal enjoyment. feel free to share with/tell a friend! or don’…
AND i didnt use my laptop camera this time!
Best friend is so talented!! (: Yay!
Never ever ever get into your feelings.
I am a feeling-less/soulless señorita who’s too scared to admit any of the above exist in my realm of being.