I’m going to hug people.
I’m going to wear high-heels.
I’m going to wave at dogs in cars.
I’m going to rescue animals.
I’m going to talk to strangers.
I’m going to wear my favorite 25-year old sweat pants.
I’m going to watch dumb, mindless movies.
I’m going to go to dinner with friends.
I’m going to sleep with pets in my bed.
I’m going to talk to my pets (and respond when they talk back).
I’m going to wear my heart on my sleeve.
I’m going to tell you when I’m hurt.
I’m going to play volleyball (in cute outfits).
I’m only sometimes going to shave my legs.
I’m going to sometimes pass gas (sorry).
I’m going to talk to my friends for support.
I’m going to listen to my intuition.
I’m going to be weird and quirky.
I’m going to ask you questions to understand and grow.
I’m going to have male friends (within reason).
I’m going to say stupid shit sometimes.
I’m only halfway going to grow up.
I’m going to get rid of toxic people.
I’m going to stand up for myself.
I’m going to be honest with myself.
