Pride is what fills hollow bones so you can stand upright. Pride vibrates wide like a rumble instead of squeaks like an untuned violin. Pride roars. Pride owns. Pride claims. So what’s hard to swallow here?
I want to be the girl who is invited to all the cool parties, overnights and games. I want to be the girl who is referred to as "my best friend" or "the one I trust." I want to be the girl who has as many girlfriends as boyfriends. I want to be the... Continue Reading →