I don't want life watered down,
I wanna drink it strong
Until it's gone...
Why am I not surprised?
Easter is always cold... I can't remember a warm one. My dress is always short-sleeved and I'm always cold in church. Ugh. I guess I have no one to blame but myself, but you'd think I'd learn after 28 Easters.
Now, I'm debating driving back to my apartment to snag a sweatshirt. And a jacket for church.