Welcome to my funeral...

"Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness." -Maya Angelou

"Who I am is not who I wanna be."

Why does God do the things He does? Am I even allowed to question His so-called plans? Why would He put someone through so much disappointment? Really, what good can that do?

I have a job interview with Torrid on Monday, and all I can really do is pray to God to bless me with this job.