dream
i had a dream last night about when i was 8 years old and me and my dad were riding around in his truck and he turned and looked at me with sweet, loving eyes and said that he'd trust me with his life. i felt so good about my myself, i was so happy.
now he'd trust our dog, abby with his life before he'd trust me.
and thats really bad that he trusted me more as an 8 year old, than a 15 year old.
trust is a bad thing to lose from people you love
i wish i never made these stuid mistakes, if i could i'd take everything back i would in a heartbeat.
now he'd trust our dog, abby with his life before he'd trust me.
and thats really bad that he trusted me more as an 8 year old, than a 15 year old.
trust is a bad thing to lose from people you love
i wish i never made these stuid mistakes, if i could i'd take everything back i would in a heartbeat.