I love to be alone. I love wine. I live in Idaho, and I am taken. I believe in beauty, science, and I love weird people. I am so much more than this tumblr page.
All are welcome here.
since I was so hard on myself. I don’t know why but my self esteem plummeted. I hate the stupid desire I have to be beautiful, or perceived as beautiful, even though in the long run that means nothing. Beauty is so many different things and has so many definitions,
Why do I see it in so many other people but ultimately can’t recognize it in myself?
I’m watching as the funniest facebook conversation folds. A good friend, who is rational, is talking to her brother, who is quite the character. He insists that people are doomed, spoiled, lazy, etc. Which is fair game, but he insists that the US is being ruined.. because of Canadians. No other reasons. Nothing. Just that Canadians are ruining America.
Because a Canadian beat him at a Karate Tournament in the 5th grade.
His sister is so much nicer and more patient than I am.
Alaska. That is where my boyfriend thinks his job will take him, and that is where we’ll go in a few years.
I’m more than okay with this.