I realized that talking about the future is exhausting and gives me headaches.

Yesterday at the beach was fun- but at some point, Courtney, Jazzmen and I had all gotten stuck in a rip current that kept pulling us farther out- not the one's that are attached to each wave, the Mother of all Rip Currents.

Matt and Kyle saved us, and even though I was laughing hysterically during my plight- I was scared.

I wish I got invited to do stuff more.

I feel like the friend people put up with or turn to when they have nothing else planned.

I want to feel beautiful again.

But also, like a real fun person to be around.