Love anything and your heart will be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact you must give it to no one, not even an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements. Lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket, safe, dark, motionless, airless, it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. To love is to be vulnerable.
C.S. Lewis
cataclysmic shenanigans
locale: murfreesboro, tn.
about me: just a local girl with local scars.
I hate:
-losing my sneeze. poo.
-laughing tracks (reminds me of evening sitcoms on telly as a child...meant bedtime was coming up soon, i hate bedtime).
-the sounds of a cat choking up a hairball. it just pisses me off.
I love: sharpies are my fave.
get at me: kailanik23@gmail.com.