I don’t know how to relax anymore - and I can’t be still. Even when I’m forced to lie on the couch due to food poisoning. I can’t watch TV. My chest hurts. WTF is wrong with me?!
To tat or not to tat?
Is it really a question? Those of you that know me will think that this post is completely crazy because I’ve always been afraid of tattoos. I always associated them with something that drunk college students get on Spring Break, but lately I’ve realized that they can be really meaningful and a neat way to stamp a thought or memory onto yourself for life. I know a lot of people think...
I had that feeling you get—there is no word for this feeling—when you are...– Dear Sugar, November 4, 2010 (via creatingaquietmind)