The Girl

There are times in my life where I think reality becomes overwhelming. Where I just need to breath. I need to be whisked away in a fantasy with no basis on actual events. So I should read right? Yeah I know you'd think with this specific desire I'd be a total Harry Potter fan huh. well I'm not. I don't like fantasy.

So what in the world am I talking about?

I don't know actually. I think whether I need it or not I just enjoy getting caught up in a dream. I enjoy this make believe land I've created in my mind where Oprah thinks I'm fascinating, where I still dance 30 ish hours a week, where I actually look good without make up, and where random love songs are written about me. Like this one:

This is actually completely the reason I'm posting anything. I'm in love with this song. I'm in love with how in love he is with whoever "her" is. It's fantastic. Listen to the whole thing. Ugh. One day a love song about me will be a reality....................right?

Poster.

Last night I made a facebook status update that read like this:

"I need a good cry, so I decided to watch Titanic. Problem.... I don't own Titanic. So I decided to stare at my Titanic poster for a while. Not the same effect.... who knew."

I don't know if you believed me. So I decided to take a picture:

Then I decided that you needed to see my other posters.

Justin Bieber.

This next one I stole this one from my mother before she passed away. I'm kind of glad she saw that we shared a strange love for him.

Christopher Reeves.

Anyway(S). There you have it. That's what takes up my doors. (I actually have a James Dean one that I LOVE... I just haven't hung it up. I need to get around to that now that I'm thinking about it)

Also.. I've been listening to alot of Garth Brooks lately, which has been just as magical as it sounds. Here is a song for your enjoyment:

okay okay okay Back to homework.