Reba-Joy

Sometimes I find myself sad that I don't write in my journals anymore - physical or digital. It's weird, isn't it? People share their most intimate thoughts on the internet, like fingerprints. I wonder sometimes if I'll ever come across things I said or posted in the future and feel a sense of shame haha actually, now that I think about it, I already do. Ah, the wonders of growing up. Old enough to know better, old enough to kinda care. Life is life. Living on my own again is glorious. I'm quite content being single - even though I'd love my own family one day, I am enjoying simply being by myself. I used to hate sitting in a quiet room by

TUMBLR: Rebaroo ...add me and you will see into my head and stuff. Otherwise, life is life. I'm emotionally stable now after my bf and I split up. Heartbreaking, but for the best I believe (now). It's kind of weird to think of myself as single again.. I haven't been single in a long time. After my first boyfriend and I broke up, I started dating like a month later (long story). Sooooo life. I have a horse! His name is Daniel. He's not actually mine, but his owners don't pay him any attention, so they've said I'm welcome to go to the barn when I want and ride him and love him... so I do! My landlady's daughter has her own horse and boards at