On My Mind.
just thinking..
i can dance til my feet bleed and i still won’t have enough.
i can write til my fingers cramp and i still wont have enough.
i can sing til my throat hurts and i still won’t have enough.
i can read til my eyes cross and i still won’t have enough.
the satisfaction of expression through many outlets, many ways, never seems to faze me.
and the satisfaction of your expression of my expression, now THAT i still won’t have enough.
one of my latest thrifting finds! got this shirt dress for only $.50 :) I cut out the shoulders for a little feminine touch.
~ Dia
it might be time for me to go back to the bob (Taken with instagram)
pinky out like a pimp. (Taken with instagram)
I’m starting to get hippy (Taken with instagram)
Jordyn is like the daughter I never had & I’m like the crazy big sister she dreamed of 😊 (Taken with instagram)
