December 2011
55 posts
Sometimes.
I know I’m too hard on myself, but I just wish I could be good enough. Not good enough for others. But good enough for myself.
Home never felt so good.
ONE DAY.
Til Home Sweet Hawaii. Til I can hug my family. Til I truly can start feeling the Holiday season. Til I start having crazy adventures w/ the best. Til I sleep in my bed without having the fear of falling off. Til I can say, “Next stop, Zippy’s”
HOME,
in 7 days. The countdown begins.
I can’t tell whether it’s all a lie or is it the truth. Just stop. Quit playing games with my heart and my head. What done is done. Let me go. Because I can’t do this routine again.