Thursday, February 10, 2011

But peter, how do we get to Neverland?




i drink too much caffeine through out my day, so i lie awake in bed listening to music and thinking about my day till 3 am. it doesn't matter that i have class at 9 am tomorrow. my body doesn't like to listen to my mind saying SHUT DOWN.

i came across this picture tonight :
and i thought about today when i told sean i was able to fly at one point in my life. i even have my brother to back me up. we could, we really could.

i was tinkerbell and he was peter pan.
we were unstoppable,
the doctor couldnt keep me from climbing to the top of my dresser just to jump off of it when i was 2, and tyler's teacher definitely couldn't tell him not to write Peter on his papers for school.

my childhood was the best.



memories are my favorite

road trips with my family

bike rides with sarah in south dakota
parking lot singing and dancing with allie after shows






i'm impulsive and ready to take on the world. i just need someone who can keep up.

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