I was doing a 365 self-portrait thing.
I forgot, lol.
I can't help but laugh...I love to.
It's like breathing...something else I love to do.
I'll start the 365 again 'cause I really wanna do it.
I'm in love.
I'm scared too.
Not sure what words the universe needs.
How many tears before something happens?
If tears are required and I don't have time to cry.
I work, I keep going...caught between hope and despair.
Please, whatever powers that be, understand.
I've been told before that I'm too cool, too tough...I'm as fragile as any.
No need to try and break me...I'm broken.
I admit it. I'm just afraid...I don't like to hurt and I'm familiar enough to avoid it.
How can I want a job for my husband when more than 10% don't have one.
Why would my prayers be answered? I don't know if they qualify as prayers.
I don't know what to say. We need enough.
Who am I to ask?
Who am I asking?
Will do a fun vid soon.
Always trying to balance what it means to be whole.
All of this is me...all is accurate.
I have humungous dreams (to me at least)
I fear they won't come true.
Fear I'll look back one day and remember what I wished for.
Fear...something else I can't afford.
It isn't easy right now.
Why do things leak and break all at the same time?