I Miss Being a Kid.
I miss going to my grandparents house every summer to Minnesota. Its so beautiful that time of year. I miss sitting on there back porch eating hot dogs with my sister and playing on the swing my grandpa made on the tree. I miss the big shade trees that almost covered the whole back yard leaving the garden bare of sunlight. Shit, i miss those Flinstone push pops me and my sister would eat after playing in the little kiddy pool and playin with all those toys in the toy box next to the chair that always swung in the corner. I miss playing on the piano with my sister downstairs in their basement and playing with my grandpas hats he got from all over the world. I miss being a kid. Everything was just so beautiful and free,not worring about anything but the monsters in my dreams or how many vegetables i had to eat at dinner. Growing up sucks.
Even though we known each other for 2 year,he still makes me nervous. When i see his face pop up on the screen of my phone when he calls i get butterflies for a quick second. Whenever he calls it makes me smile, i dont know why. Haha when we watch football together its the funniest thing, he teaches me all the plays and tells me all the players he knows (which is almost every player in the NFL lol). My mom thinks to believe that im only interested in him because he “resembles” T.I….im not complaining TI is sexy af! But i love my baby. People told me not to trust him because he now lives 3hours away, like i give a damn what people think. And when we kiss, just for a second of that time, its only me and him in this world. I love my baby….yeah im just venting till i go to sleep!
Late night thinking.
I hate being a senior sometimes. It bothers me so much that all adults want to do is ask where im going and what i wanna do. Maybe im not sure. There are so many option out there in the world. Im scared that when i go to one place or decide what ima do, there might be a much better option out there for me. I learned that you should work doing something you really love, than it wouldnt be so much of work for you. I want that. I want a job or carrer that i can go to everyday and not think twice about it. Life is hard. Planning it out is even harder. I just want to enjoy myself, without all the questions.
A thing called Love.
Love scares me. Being in love and being loved scares me. How far will love go? How far will you go loving someone? Love is amazing, love is pain, love is everything we all search for. All of our lives, we search to be loved, even if its hurts. Love is the most powerful strength in the world. It can hurt is and it can comfort us. Love is powerful.