All I wanted in life was a pony. I got a horse.
All I wanted from life was a piece of pie. I got an entire bakery.
All I want from you, is everything. I know not of why or how it became; I'm sorry.
I find it funny to once think my parents, mainly my father to be perfect.
I thought he could do no wrong.
He could fix anything and everything.
He still can, but he's not perfect, he's a human being.
He hasn't changed, I've just grown up.
I've grown to see imperfections.
God, how horrible.
How horrible it is to be a human.
Oh, woah-is-me.
I know, I know.
2012 is going to be great!
I vow to blog everyday!
Hope you're ready for some randomness,
-Ashley Nichole