I’m the kind of girl who doesn’t always have every strand of my hair in place. In fact, at times it’s just all over the place and I wouldn’t care. I am not the epitome of prim, proper and grace. I’m the  kind of girl who doesn’t have everything. I don’t even know if I have the right to call myself a ‘girl’ when I’m THIS age.

But I know who I am and I know what I want. I know what I hate. And I know what I love. I know what I believe in. I know what to fight for. And I know when to give up. 

And I guess I wouldn’t trade all that for being Little Miss Perfect with her hair-always-in-place.

God made me this way. And I have to love every bit of it.

On a laidback sunday afternoon. simple things like these really become the sprinkles and cherry on top of my day.

N: sometimes I think that friendship is stronger than love.

B: why?

N: look at us. even if we’ve been miles and miles apart for a long time, it seems like our friendship never changed. its as strong as ever.

B: and love?

N: that doesn’t even survive the distance.