I get great satisfaction from emptying a blocked pore.
I am scared I will get ill and die young.
I miss my Grandpa who died 2 years ago. I spent a lot of time with him and loved him dearly.
My husband proposed to me on a ferris wheel despite being scared of heights.
I am very indecisive. I can never make up my mind and sometimes feel frozen by the choices I have and end up doing nothing then regretting it. I always regret it when I let my head rule my heart.
I want to be 18 again and make some different choices. It is true that youth is wasted on the young. Oh to be young again.