- (via hefuckin)
someone to lay beside me as I read my book, combing through my hair until I finally give in to his embrace..as we slip into a warm, deep sleep, only to wake up to each other’s comforting & familiar face.
that would be nice, yo.
I just wanna know how tf ash couldn’t recognize jesse and james whenever they were in disguise after all those goddamn years
it’s good to know you care about me still. that it still matters that i’m smiling and that you check up on me. hell, you might even be reading this, looking for something about you. truth is, i’m okay. heck, i’m more than okay..i’m fantastic and i’m actually happy. no more emotional rollercoasters. just me focusing on me and my well-being. i’m sorry we didn’t work out, but i’m not sorry for moving on. but thank you. thank you for caring.
if there’s one thing i know about myself it’s my self-discipline.
i’m proud of myself for yesterday.
i survived an all day rehearsal while i was dying from a cold,then worked with a client until 10 PM making choreo.
i was too tired to go out with friends afterwards, but wanted to so bad. :[
i knew if i did, i wouldn’t have the energy to be in rehearsal today..so poop.
but i made money, tho. $$$
really can’t wait to get the show running already..these rehearsals are sucking the life out of me.
also starting tmrw 100% clean diet for my costume which shows all of my stomach that needs to stop jiggling when i dance/walk/whatever. ._.