Playing my guitar with a string missing, frustrated at my horrible singing. Bleh. Why does singing have to scare me so much when I want to be able to so badly?!!
I’m always in the grips of some extreme emotion brought on by psychosis, or dealing with some giant hurdle. But that’s life and I accept/love every damn minute. Everything is beautiful. Even the tragic.
Seriously cant wait. No like, seriouslyyy. I’m about to just go spend my food money! ugh. My shopping addiction is ridiculous.