Just a small town girl.

Hello Bloggers everywhere in the world tonight,

I realized tonight how I'm a small town girl. I may not be meant for a big city. I'm okay with that, because being able to drive through my downtown every day to get home is heaven to me. All the Christmas lights throughout mainstreet...pure happiness.

I've always wanted to be stuck in the middle of craziness, because I'm really good at handling craziness, but my small town is my hometown in a way. I love it.

I'm quirky, and silly. I'm also at times very moody, and cranky, but this is who I am. I love the words "Beautiful" and "Lovely" and I love to see beauty in the small things. I love little children's laughter. And I love to see people smile. I try not to go a day without telling someone I love them, and I'm very proud of myself for the things I've accomplished in my life.

I try not to regret things in my life. I say that if they happened, than someday I'll know that it happened for a reason. I love spur of the moment kind of trips. And late night runs into town for absolutely crazy stuff makes me happy.

I make things to remember special times in my life. And I live this crazy life of mine thankful for everyday. I believe in the broken, and I believe that there isn't such a thing as too many 2nd chances. Love at first sight is a lovely thing. I believe you can absolutely love someone from the fight glance...You just might not know it till ages later, that you actually loved them from the fight meeting.

I'm the kind of girl that the little things are what matter. I don't want diamonds, or jewels. I want smiles, and hugs. I want a text in the middle of the day simply saying, "I was thinking about you today." I would rather have 1 single rose than a dozen red roses. They all hold the same beauty.

I get very antsy when I'm at home with nothing to do. I'd rather take a walk, or enjoy the beauty of the outdoors. I can get irritated very easily...I can also hide that I'm irritated pretty good. I love being around people more than I like being alone. Being alone scares me.

I dream of the perfect fairytale, a man telling me he loves me, and believes that someday he could see himself having a family with me, and trying anything and everything he can do to make that dream become real life. This boy loves me and adores me. He'd rather be with me than anywhere else. This is my dream, being pursued for my heart. lovely dream eh?

Every time I watch "The Perfect Man" and "Julie and Julia" I get inspired to write..watch those movies and you'll know what I mean. =)

I have a box in my closet filled with memories...it's my box of happiness I guess you'd say. I've never been too fond of my first name. I wish my middle name was my first. "Grace" it describes me better I believe.

I'm this girl. I'm simple. I'm beautiful in my own skin, and I'm confidant in that. I don't believe everyone has to love me, because I am different, but I change who I am at my own pace, and in God's timing. I follow more than I should. I believe in miracles. And this is who I am. I'm tall..sometimes too tall for myself I believe. But this is me, you don't have to approve but I don't want to change for anyone because I know that the right boy will love all my flaws. That's who I'm holding out for.
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Well lovely world, this is my goodnight to you. You're beautiful in your own skin, believe it. And will you make me a promise? Don't change for anyone. The right person will love you.

Sweet Dreams.

.Princess in Waiting.