Bruised Elbows & Broken Hearts

When you fall, maybe you scratch your knee, or bruise an elbow. Maybe you crack your skull, or twist your ankle. But Mom & Dad always come rushing with a bandaid and car keys ready to head to the ER. And eventually everything heals.


Ha, when I fall my heart shatters. In one million and TWO pieces.


My chest is empty, longing for someone to patch the broken pieces with a bandaid. But when the sun goes down, I have no other choice than to pick them up and aid myself. Because it's dark, and nobody owns a flashlight.

YO

I don't even know how to do this whole blog thing. But yo if you're reading this (aka Hayles) come and enjoy the ride because I have no idea what i'm doing..

But i'm BrePack if you didn't know and I like it when people call me that. I'll answer to anything like BREANNE NICOLE PACKER (my mom likes to use my full name when I crash her car.) Bre works.

I eat a lot of Chick-fil-BAE. My dad doesn't know how i'm going to make it through college because my bank account is getting low and I don't exercise. I tell him it makes me happy and that's all that matters.

Harry Styles is my spirit animal and I have a whole secret Pinterest board of cute babies. It's really not that weird if I point and stare when a baby is in sight because they are literally the best things God has given us.

I don't really know what i'm doing with this or my life actually…. SO HOLD ON TIGHT AND LETS DO THIS THING!!

To my bae

Hayley is the worlds greatest human ever created.



(Written by Hayley) :)