She's so pretty. Pretty like polly white roses.
I... I don't know where to start. I fuckin... AUGH. MMMMMM. MMMMM. MMMM. MM. M. m. mmmmmmmmmmmmmuh.
First, I didn't know that Colton was straight up hitting people. Sure, I hit someone with a sweatshirt sleeve, but I didn't know he was SMACKING people. It doesn't even seem like he has a good reason from what I read of Air's Wattpad.
Second, I woke up at 3 something today. I went to vet clinic to get one of our dogs AIed. Then, after that, we went to Kaitlyn's garden, where there was a Christmas event happening and back into Storybrook for a shopping thing. We took puppies for each of these events. I don't think I want to talk to anyone but my wife and Mrs. Netta ever again.
Third, I found this quote on Pinterest. "I only write when I am falling in love, or falling apart." I think that I'm quite similar to this. I'm only motivated to write when I have fallen in love or have fallen apart.
Fourth, I think I finally realized why I "hit" Alex.
He reminded me of my dad.
