cry me a river deep
i turned 22 on the 22nd.
i painted all day, picked strawberries, for strawberry shortcake, and didnt have to do farm work.
my grama gave me a wooden, vintage scrapbook, with a sailboat on the front, an anchor brooch, a 1920's diamond ring that was in the family, and a little pillow with an embroidered rose from the 20's.
this painting i did thinking about steve. how i fell for him. how i left T and everything good and bright in my life for a something that never was, and still isnt. i will never forget what i lost. ive been trapped in it. but when i get back home, i will be able to weather it better.
i painted all day, picked strawberries, for strawberry shortcake, and didnt have to do farm work.
my grama gave me a wooden, vintage scrapbook, with a sailboat on the front, an anchor brooch, a 1920's diamond ring that was in the family, and a little pillow with an embroidered rose from the 20's.
this painting i did thinking about steve. how i fell for him. how i left T and everything good and bright in my life for a something that never was, and still isnt. i will never forget what i lost. ive been trapped in it. but when i get back home, i will be able to weather it better.