Relieve your stress, its not worth it

I like who I am

I wanna be perfect just like you

But there's only so much
That a girl can do
When I look in the mirror
It makes sense to me
Perfectly
My imperfections are what they are
I guess one of us
Must deal with it

I wanna be perfect, but I'm me
I wanna be flawless, but you see
Every little crack, every chip
Every dent, every little mistake

I wanna be perfect, just like you
But there's only so much that a girl can do
When I look in the mirror
What I see
Makes sense to me, yeah
Perfectly
 

I wanna be perfect, just like you
But there's only so much, that a girl can do
When I look in the mirror
What I see makes sense to me, yeah
Perfectly

~Huckapoo

Photogenic

I LOVE My Baby

Miss him too....

Coincedences

John's prom color matches mine and we didn't even know each other then.  Coincidence?  Or not?

~Jeffery R. Holland

"However late you think you are, however many chances you think you've missed, however many mistakes you feel you have made, or talents you think you don't have, or however far from home and family and god you feel you have traveled, I testify that you have not traveled beyond the reach of Divine Love. It is not possible for you to sink lower than the infinite light of Christ's Atonement."

With John

John, My Cowboy.

A Teardrop

As I look back on posts written with John in my thoughts, in the words or even on the page, I wonder how I was able to be so strong.  I can't even say his name without my voice cracking, let alone see a picture of him, or hear about him..  How am I supposed to live to see tomorrow if I can't bear to live through today?

How realistic is this?

An Institute Day

Today was supposed to be an Institute Day.  Today was supposed to be the day I got to see John in class again.  Today was supposed to be the day I was wired to see him: getting up early, eating breakfast, looking good for him.  Today was supposed to be the first day of forever: never letting go.  Instead, today's the day I woke up early for school.  Today's the boring first day of school that I was supposed to have last semester.  Today's the day that no matter what I did I thought of John.  Today's the day I remember my first day with him almost exactly word for word, action for action, thought for thought.  Today's the day I almost cried at school.  I think it's safe to say that I miss my Him..  My friend, my brother, my twin, my best friend, my missionary, my inspiration, my saving grace; John.  Maybe none of this makes sense to you, but I miss John and that's all there is to it.