It's raining outside, so I guess I can't have a riding lesson today. Which is fine, he's been ridden every day this week, but I was hoping to jump today. Maybe I wouldn't have been able to do good anyways, since my back is all sore from working with the draw reins yesterday. It doesn't matter. I just hope he doesn't go stir crazy sitting in his stall.
I believe in a world where everything is lovely.
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All I want for my birthday in August is a real friend. Please, God, that's all. And not my horses, either, but a human one. One that won't let me down or forget about me or ignore me or make fun of me. One I'll be proud to walk beside of and spend time with.
Maybe all I want is just a hug. Just one. And for once, the freedom from a fear to say what I want.
Chill out, Miss LP. I have nothing against horses. I just have things against people and ownership and slavery.
Also the French thing is a pet peeve of mine. It's not just you. I've explained this to other friends numerous times and they argue with me all the time about it so then of course it riles me up even more. I just don't like when people try to take on a heritage that isn't theirs.