food for thought.

i am mostly scared that he will like me more than i like him.
but scarier than that: that i like him more than he likes me.

i sound so little. little girlish.

little girls don't go to college.
maybe i'm scared to grow up.

i should probably have at least one boy friend before i enter the BYU bubble, right?
and maybe, just maybe, he's it.

i just have to let go.
let go of all my fear.






p.s. hannah, you will love the happiness project. by charles spearin.
it's remarkable. i'm listening to "vanessa" right now.
and watch the video about it actually before you listen to the tracks.