Usually I give you guys a recap of all my moments at the end of the year; my favorite memory, my worst show, the numbers if boys I made out with… But this year I just didn’t. I worried myself sick about deadlines for Dob and assumed lost best friends and unanswered text messages, and never got around to just..breathing. Ima fretter, I make hasty decisions as long as my heart is the only one at expense and sometimes, I get lost in translations and games. But I know a few things 365 days later…
Dying your hair won’t make you stop thinking about him, but calling him will. And staying up all night won’t make her come back, but you’re worth moving on. You could write a million songs and sell a million t-shirts, drink a bottle of liquor at 9am, and some things will still just be out of your hands. But there’s a little fighter in all of us and a lotta fighter in me. The past years are in the Books, and no one can erase them. We can let them go. Carry on, go forward…in 365 days I will still be some version of a tericadactyl. What will you be?
Thank you for supporting me throughout the year, it has been, well, Epic. Off the top of my head; best moment was…Kennedy in Chicago. And worst show was…ew I’ll let Mike’s amp and Nate’s G string battle that one out. Number of boys I made out with..well technically I have until midnight, right? Maybe I’ll save that for the New Year : )
BoysLikeGirls and Valencia.