Eating: Um... life?
Drinking:Dasani water
Wearing: Jeans, black tank top with built in bra, lavender panties, eith a little sleeping kitty on them, my claddagh, green choker and matching earrings, contacts, vestiges of the day's make-up, black belt.
Listening to: *Hummmmrumblerumblerumble* It's my washing machione making contented noises.
Chatting with: Keeping my own counsel.
Thinking: "I need to concentrate on my posture more."
Remembering: Dave's tongue ring.
Glad for: My ability to move past fear into growth.
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Sleeping togther all time - is relative
My boyfriend came home with me today. We fooled around a little bit (no, I am still very much a virgin thankyouverymuch. Not even close to losing it) cause my parents weren't home, but then we feel asleep togther on my bed. It was a stupid thing to do, I know, somebody could have came home, but I would risk it again if i could. There is nothing like falling asleep in the arms of someone you love, hearing their heartbeat match yours. I was warm and loved, and for the first time in a long ass time, I was comfortable with who I am. I didn't feel a need to be thinner, I didn't need to be prettier. I just was.
all time - is relative