*cries*
I want life to go jump over a cliff.
No. I want to be seven years old again. Without the decisions to make. Without my parents being drunk. I still liked my mom. I'd crawl into bed with her on Saturday mornings and watch cartoons. This terrible plague called Drama didn't exist yet. At least not in my life. My brother had a personality, heh.
I want someone to make my decisions for me and tell me everything is going to be okay. Why can't we all stay little forever?
No. I want to be seven years old again. Without the decisions to make. Without my parents being drunk. I still liked my mom. I'd crawl into bed with her on Saturday mornings and watch cartoons. This terrible plague called Drama didn't exist yet. At least not in my life. My brother had a personality, heh.
I want someone to make my decisions for me and tell me everything is going to be okay. Why can't we all stay little forever?