I love making new friends and I respect people for a lot of different reasons.
I miss you more than the sun misses the sky at night.
It feels like a perfect night, to dress up like hipsters, and make fun of our exes.
In my mind, I see all of my passionate memories in bright, burning Red.
I'm not really that girl who dreams about her wedding day.
My dad is a Chatty Cathy, the social butterfly; friendly; knows everybody in the whole world by six degrees; tells me that every performance is the greatest he's ever seen, every new outfit is the coolest. Constant cheerleader.