Here's the problem:
One night of this weekend I was downloading entire musicals and singing obnoxiously loud. The next: I was experiencing the most romantic thing that has happened in my whole entire real life thus far. And guess what?
I liked the former a whole lot more.
In fact, the latter left me in a small anxiety fit.
Tell me. Tell me what's wrong with me.
"Do you know the number one reason behind all bad hair decisions? Love."
All my love,
Addy
