Kind of wish my parents weren’t so controlling so I can do whatever the hell I want and not be told what is and isn’t right. I want to rebel.
One day, someone is going to love me more than I could ever love you. Someone is going to laugh at the weird & corky things I do unlike you. Someone is going to be flattered when I tell them the little things you don’t appreciate. And he is going to be there for me more than you ever could have. I cannot wait for that day.