truths.

i don't like licorice.
i have a fat cat. he is a stress eater.
i have a degree that i paid a lot of money for and can't seem to find a job that i am qualified for.
i once cried because i'm not engaged. it's not that i want to be, but i'm sad it's not an option and with all the smut on tv about perfect wedding dresses and wedding cakes and wedding flowers and wedding vows and wedding guests. it gets a girl all flustered about her life going no where.
i like dinosaurs. i wish i had a pet rapture but a toy size. i mean if they can have toy sized dogs why not toy sized dinosaurs. i see big money in this industry.
i like gory movies.
i am fascinated by WW2 and hitler.
i love dark chocolate.
i have a slit addiction to diet coke.
i have a large addiction to iced coffee.
i have a hatred of yo-yo's. i think it is because i am secretly jealous of those that mastered the tricks, but they are not a fun toy.
i wish i could pull of maxi dresses.
i wish i was a hipster so i could make fun of normal people. but i can't even make it into the normal group.
i have a best friend who lives in the mountains in an attic. i sometimes wonder if she remembers me.
i like baking.
i like classic novels, but feel too pretentious when i read them that i never can finish them.
i wish i could wear my cowboy boots every day.
i feel prettiest in a dress with pockets.
i enjoy eating oranges. the peeling of the nasty rind off is just such an accomplished feeling and the reward of the juicy orange is well worth it.

i miss my college family.
i like cupcakes. even more than cake i think.

more truths to come soon.