I am...passionate.
I want...to write a cookbook, and a best-selling novel.
I have...the cutest little pups on the planet. Nugget and Charlie.
I wish...for peace.
I hate...nothing. It's too strong of a word, but I really dislike ginger (blech!), bad grammar, and hotel sheets.
I fear...sharks, heights, and losing the ones I love.
I hear...Tegan and Sara entirely too often.
I search...for my next pair of Jeffrey Campbells.
I wonder...what's out in that big universe.
I want...to write a cookbook, and a best-selling novel.
I have...the cutest little pups on the planet. Nugget and Charlie.
I wish...for peace.
I hate...nothing. It's too strong of a word, but I really dislike ginger (blech!), bad grammar, and hotel sheets.
I fear...sharks, heights, and losing the ones I love.
I hear...Tegan and Sara entirely too often.
I search...for my next pair of Jeffrey Campbells.
I wonder...what's out in that big universe.
I regret...nothing. Everything happens for a reason, and I've learned from
every path I've followed.
I love...my family, friends, pets, and boyfriend.
I ache...after leg day at the gym.
I always...try to inspire.
I usually...cook way too much food. At least we always have leftovers.
I am not...going to be anyone but me.
I dance...with finger wiggles and robot moves. Rhythm isn't on my side.
I sing...in the car. Loudly. Hand in the air. Eyes closed. It's safe, I promise.
I never...want a divorce.
I sometimes...sleep in past seven on the weekends. Rarely.
I cry...during sappy movies, during American Idol and The Biggest Loser, over puppies that need homes, when my boyfriend makes me laugh too hard...basically everything.
I am not always...confident.
I lose...at Monopoly pretty much every time.
I am confused...by Google maps and fake people.
I need...to drink more water.
I should...be at the gym.
I love...my family, friends, pets, and boyfriend.
I ache...after leg day at the gym.
I always...try to inspire.
I usually...cook way too much food. At least we always have leftovers.
I am not...going to be anyone but me.
I dance...with finger wiggles and robot moves. Rhythm isn't on my side.
I sing...in the car. Loudly. Hand in the air. Eyes closed. It's safe, I promise.
I never...want a divorce.
I sometimes...sleep in past seven on the weekends. Rarely.
I cry...during sappy movies, during American Idol and The Biggest Loser, over puppies that need homes, when my boyfriend makes me laugh too hard...basically everything.
I am not always...confident.
I lose...at Monopoly pretty much every time.
I am confused...by Google maps and fake people.
I need...to drink more water.
I should...be at the gym.
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