Give me something I can do something with
Because you’re you.
Three stupid little words and flurry of ellipses where I wish there could be a period instead.
Just five more minutes. Let’s just stay in this part.
Repeat it until it’s true. Repeat it until everyone believes it. Repeat it until you can force yourself to believe it too.
When I brought Nukka (pronounced noo-ka) home in August of 2010, her first reaction was to jump on my face and claw me playfully.
I don’t fit in here.
Someday none of this will matter.
I’m keeping things to myself in a way I never have before and it feels like the most risqué things I’ve done in years.
Always remember that altars are personal, so it’s always your personal preference and practice above all else when assembling your altar.