Since tumblr isn't as private as I thought it was, I might as well be upfront.
My name is Vicki. I'm old, which in this case means I've entered my twenties. I've fallen in love again. I find humor in almost everything.
When I grow up, I want to create my own clothes and own a boutique.
The whole house smells like smoke because he was smoking near an open window and closed the other ones before it could air out.
If he doesn’t quit smoking, we aren’t going to be together much longer.