There's a Love that never changes, no matter what you've done.
All I want in this life is love and love alone. Money can be squandered, family members die. But love? That love. No matter what kind, carries with you for your entire life.
I want my love to have a basket in someone else's heart for them to carry.
And I want it to be natural and fulfilling.
On the flip side, I couldn't be more excited about the things that are ahead of me.
The world I've yet to conquer, the hobbies I've yet to master.
I am and will be everything to nothing and no one but me.
(If that is what it takes)
2009, please hurry up and end. So I never have to think/say your stupid number-name again.
(Somewhat) unrelated observation: Last night I wasn't feeling well at all and before I fell asleep I mumbled to myself, "I miss my mom." I don't know any kid that doesn't want their mom when they're sick, you know? So. I finally fell asleep and the entire night (or what felt like it) I dreamt about my mom. It was the first dream I've had of her since she died that wasn't a nightmare/sad. It was just she and I, hanging out and doing the things we used to do together. It was mostly focused around conversation but it felt so real. And I felt normal again, like everything was right with the world.
Now, I don't know who told me this and I'm really trying to figure it out but someone told me within the last year that they believed it was possible when you lose someone close to you for that person to come to you in a dream and tell you things. I don't remember anything my mom told me, I just remember her being my mom. The way things were. The sound of her voice. I don't know if it's possible for your loved ones to visit you in your subconscious or if it's just your subconscious giving you what your conscious can't but all I know is I skipped my first class this morning... to lay in bed and dream ...so I could hang out with my mom.