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Lately, I've been feeling very...domestic. I don't know. All I want to do is cook, and clean. And get married. Lately I can't stop thinking about how much I want a family...how much I want a blonde little boy, and two brothers for him to rough around with. I want three boys, just like in Legends of the Fall. And a little sister for them to look after, for my husband to dote on and adore; a pretty little girl to be the apple of her daddy's eye. I want a big, beautiful yard for them to play in and a big, stupid dog for them to play with.
I feel so weird, wanting this so badly. I'm barely 21. I have more than enough time. I don't want to rush this, obviously, and I still strongly feel that I don't even want to consider any of this for at least five years. But I can't stop thinking ahead, and getting myself excited for all of this.
I can't wait to grow up. It's strange. I don't know...I just had to get this out there, I guess.
I feel so weird, wanting this so badly. I'm barely 21. I have more than enough time. I don't want to rush this, obviously, and I still strongly feel that I don't even want to consider any of this for at least five years. But I can't stop thinking ahead, and getting myself excited for all of this.
I can't wait to grow up. It's strange. I don't know...I just had to get this out there, I guess.