You know...at the end it was almost like you were crying.
Ooh I need your love babe
Guess you know it's true
Hope you need my love babe
Just like I need you
Hold me, love me, hold me, love me
I ain't got nothing but love babe
Eight days a week
I finished reading Peter Pan to my brother tonight. I cried the last 5-6 pages. It was really hard to read it out loud and not have a really shaky voice. Josh thought I was crazy.
I cleaned my room. I can actually see my floor! AND...I'm going to brave the bottom bunk. Perhaps the blue hand will never try to kill me again. However, the first bad dream/whatever the hell that blue hand was that comes and scares me I'm back on the top bunk!