I wish I was strong enough enough to lift not one, but both of us.
Baby, some day I will be strong enough to lift not one, but both of us.
Got into an argument with my mother.
Started raging because she’s been all over the place lately and yelling at me the first time she asks me to do something and it’s really frustrating.
On the bright side, Donovon is back from Ashland. :) He’s staying home and resting and stuff tonight, but at least he’s a lot closer than he was. :) weeee.
when an artist wants to show you their art
or a writer wants you to read what they’ve written
it’s quite often an expression of trust
because a poem or a story or a painting are often things that come from the heart
little pieces of the artists themselves
and if they’re willing to share it with you
you should appreciate it
