I trust you, you could go anywhere.
I feel like none of this would matter if I was 27.
I made a claymation last night. It was our first time, and it really sucked. (Kidding)
If you weren't afraid, what would you do?
I would, sleep on a park bench pretty often, not worry about money jobs and cars- I would backpack my whole life, I would walk around every where naked, I would dye my hair every day a new color, I would kiss every baby- pretty face- and animal I saw, every time I felt like knocking someone out- I would do it.
Yellow tail isn't a good name for wine, but Blue Moon is.
I Hope you feel the same way.
Sincerely (Love),
Liz