December 2010
i want you.
i want hugs. i want kisses. i want kisses on my cheeks. i want to hold your hand. i want to run my fingers through your hair. i want to whisper, ‘i love you’. i want to wrap my legs around you. i want to lie in bed all day, just you and i; just sheets and us. i want you, forever and ever.
3 years old - “mommy, i love you” 13 years old - “WHATEVER MOM !” 16 years old - “Mom is so damn annoying” 18 years old - “i wanna leave this house!” 25 years old - “Mom, you were right” 30 years old - “i wanna be with my mom again” 50 years old - “i dont want to lose my mom” 70 years old - “i would give up everything for my mom to be here with me”
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you’re over me? when were you under me?
i want to leave.
my destination? the stars.
SKJSHGKA.
SO MUCH HOMEWORK. ONE. MORE. DAY.
tell-ee-phone.
so, my dad decides to switch phone companies because apparently vonage is ‘cheaper’ and you can call anywhere, anytime free of charge. yeah…i have people to call and things that i need to do regarding the phooone aaaaand the phone is completely down. as in, no one can call and i can’t call them. my dad, being an electrician and all, can’t figure out how to fix...
