Falling would be even more awkward than it already is. But I honestly think I'd be ok with that--I live for awkward.

Well, not exactly. I live for falling on my face, learning from mistakes, and having every second be a little awkward growth spurt of my heart-mind-body-soul.

I live for real, genuine, unmistakably flawed, yet beautiful people. People are my passion. And I can't really say I'm alive without passion. It's the spark that makes me so alive, I can feel laughter tingling from my scalp to the soles of my feet.

All I want is to share that laughter with the world. Every ounce of my silly, smiling self wants to shake things up and make the world dance with me.

So dance with me if you dare--my life is awkward, my love is forever, and the smiles won't stop :)