So it goes
I'm Whitney, 23, from Kentucky, I have a boy who adores me and would do anything for me. I'm a lucky lady to have him. I'm stubborn, hard to please, a good time, fickle, easily bored, realist. I try to surround myself with people who keep me laughing until it hurts. My trust issues have transformed into commitment issues. Sleeping usually isn't an option. Quite frankly, my dear, I'm a beautiful mess.

"Maybe some women aren't meant to be tamed. Maybe they just need to run free till they find someone just as wild to run with them."

I blog shit I like. Keep your negativity to yourself. If you don't like what's on here then don't follow me.

I would love nothing more than to travel the world, take amazing photographs, write, meet interesting people, eat weird food, and have the most incredible experiences.

"Music is a moral law. It gives soul to the universe, wings to the mind, flight to the imagination, and charm and gaiety to life and to everything." - Plato

I miss her so much. Our fights are intense. Our love is dangerous. But all I know is that when I picture fulfilling my dreams I see her standing beside me.