I’ve never been one to keep a diary, or share my thoughts with anyone. My thoughts were always my own – for keeps, always.
It served me well, it kept me out of trouble – no one would bother with the quiet girl. 129 more words
On this day, a year ago, I was in Bath, England with Cass. I was very cold even though the sun was shining. You see, not only am I a stereotypical Southern California girl in that I am only comfortable in weather above 68 F, but in order to pay for the trip I had first stopped over in Washington DC to do a few photoshoots (and see my sis-in-law, but she didn’t pay for my ticket, so that’s irrelevant, no matter how fun she is); and in my haze of leaving her apartment for the airport… 386 more words