- Adam Levine is not a player. I like to think of him as broken, played, mistreated, used, sweet....
- The fat in the sauce on Eggs Benedict will somehow be cancelled out by the protein in the eggs and meat. Mmmmmmmmmmm.
- That I don't ever act like a girl. Dammit.
- My babies will remember everything I have done for them and how much I love them. This breaks my heart because I think that they will mostly remember what I did wrong, or what I forgot, or the moments I was stressed.
- "I've got this." Sometimes I say this....and it's a lie. Sometimes I am scared, tired, don't have time, don't have the answers....but I am holding everything up, and one little emotional slip may cause all of the balls in the air to crash. So I lie to myself. Sometimes this doesn't work either.
- I am a race car driver.
- That guy isn't interested in seeing me naked, he just wants a friend.
- You can help him, Britt. Kiss of death. Run.
- I do not look like a stripper when I dance with my hair down in Zumba.
- OMG. I was such a bitch! I think that person might have been scared.
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Top 10-Lies I Tell Myself
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