no matter how old I get
I will always be at least slightly convinced that I’m capable of hurting a stuffed animal’s feelings
Toy Story mentally fucked a generation of kids.
I’M NOT ALONE
Sometimes I think about how I’m a mother to a beautiful, smart and loving little girl, we got our own house, I work hard to get by with almost no help, I moved thousands of miles away from my hometown to the south, I’ve met a bunch of amazing people down here and I’m finally close to the people who have proven to be my REAL family after my father and his whole family basically pretend like I never existed and like damn I’m only 20 years old. All these amazing and sometimes difficult changes have occurred in my life all in a matter of 2 years. Like that shits so crazy to me sometimes.
I need to remind myself this on the days where I’m at my wits end and it seems like there’s no way the bills are going to get paid and I feel lonely and homesick and it just feels like everything is crashing down around me. Hell yeah life gets hard sometimes and we struggle but there’s kids I grew up with that are the same age as me and can’t even find their way out of their parents basement and I’ve accomplished SO much for myself and my family that’s something to be damn proud of.
There’s nothing wrong with having pride in the things I’ve done and I need to stop giving myself less credit than deserved.
I need to start loving myself more. I need to say it out loud. I need to write it down. I need to tell Andrew, and Cameryn and my mom and even my dog.
Because THAT is the best way to start believing it.
The line at chick fil a is always long as fuck like damn y’all think Jesus himself is serving this damn chicken or what?
I went to YouTube to check my subscriptions, and someone had favorited this. I am fucking dying.
EVERY TIME IT SNOWS I CAN’T THINK OF ANYHTING BUT THIS
When it snows in the south…
I wanna be cuddled right now and have my back rubbed until I fall asleep.
So I went on Netflix and the suggested movie at the top is “rotisserie chicken” and I told Andrew to click on it and it’s literally an hour long movie of a chicken cooking in the rotisserie and i laughed so fucking hard.
Good one Netflix.