horse sense, n.: Stable thinking.

horse sense, n.: Stable thinking.

Confession #100: I remember the day my mom died, I was only four years old.

Posted 4 months ago on 11 Jan 2012 @ 2:30 pm

Confession #99: I get incredibly thirsty at night.

Posted 4 months ago on 10 Jan 2012 @ 2:30 pm

Confession #98: I feel like people ignore me.

Posted 4 months ago on 9 Jan 2012 @ 2:30 pm

Confession #97: I have no memories of my mom.

Posted 4 months ago on 8 Jan 2012 @ 2:44 pm

Confession #96: I want to become a professional photographer, but I’m scared.

Posted 4 months ago on 7 Jan 2012 @ 2:34 pm

Confession #95: I just want to be accepted

Posted 4 months ago on 6 Jan 2012 @ 2:31 pm

Confession #94: I ride more now that Rudy is at a barn than when he was in my backyard.

Posted 4 months ago on 5 Jan 2012 @ 2:34 pm

Confession #93: I can get very defensive over things

Posted 4 months ago on 5 Jan 2012 @ 12:47 pm

Confession #91: I am so grateful for everything my dad has done for me.

Posted 5 months ago on 3 Jan 2012 @ 2:33 pm

Confession #90: My trainer has done so much for me

Posted 5 months ago on 2 Jan 2012 @ 2:33 pm

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