Something something gratitude manifest bullshit.
Just give me a panic room with crochet, books, netflix, and tea…then leave me be.
He comes upstairs and gives me a big kiss, “Happy 16 1/2!”
Found this outfit photo from before all the snow fell….
Grey, brown, and layering. I think I’m starting to reflect my surroundings.
I was lamenting the state of the days and my mood. He turned to me and said, ” This may be as good as it gets.
After years of longing, I finally got a whimsical LoveShackFancy dress. It’s fun and ruffled and embroidered.
A great battle raged throughout time.
And then the blizzard came, and with it plunging temperatures, and strong winds, and grey skies.
Before the snow fell…
