My name is Victoria Paige. I have many stories. We all do. Don't give up on yours.
I have a lot of feelings. Decently talented but painfully introverted. Wholly redeemed.
Two pages to be done with the last 24 hours. Words words wordswordswordswords #journal #moleskine #words #hands #breatheinbreatheout
My word spewings. Loving the unruled Moleskine.
January 4 & 5, 2013
It is so strange to me that tonight, I am about to be thrust headfirst back into the world I’ve escaped so easily for three years. Since the summer of 2010, a path I once walked so effortlessly has been completely off the table as an option. Until now. Volleyball has reached its end. Several questions circle my mind. How could a simple game give me the stamina to keep on running from my vices? How do I hold on to the lessons learned? And toughest of all, what the hell am I going to do next?
A couple weeks leading up to my first season of volleyball, I wrote about how scared I was that people would see the scars on my arms.
1.) SOOOOOOOOO MUCH LOVE FOR THIS SONG AND BAND 2.) #following Marissa has been the most enlightening experience :’)))))
1. I listened to more of their stuff (God bless Spotify) but that song is without question my favorite I’m just so addicted to it.
2. IT’S TRUE. Even though I’m a Cardinals fan and your food porn makes me hungry. Your blog is da bestest and you’re so quality. And I learn/find out things from what you post, that I may not have otherwise, and even though it’s scattered and random stuff sometimes, it’s at least remotely USEFUL scattered and random stuff, at least to me,
things about hockey in general (even if it’s emotional things)
things about the AHL that I would NEVER know otherwise
THE EXISTENCE OF RED VELVET FUNNEL CAKE
so yes. Enlightening is the word. :3
I feel like I overexplained this. Oh well. Not deleting it now.
journal entry, July 15, 2012.
From Sailing Between the Stars by Steven James.