Ten things to Ten peoples

I just wanna see your emotions.

I don't want your pity. I need your friendship all over again. Brand new even.

One more day was all I needed to figure us out instead of this blank “awkward phase.”

PLEASE MENTOR MEEE!

I always find myself staring at your butt.

I'm so grateful that you're part of the circle now. You remind me that I'm there.

Please please understand the burdens of parenting.

It's weird that I always think you're on the other line when you never ever call me.

You're a puppy. I'm a cat person. But we can still be friends.

I feel like a mother every time we have a heart to heart.

To Everyone,

I can't say I blame you. But I wish that I could. I'm sick of writing every song about you.

Sincerely,

Me.

PS: Don't call my name out your window I'm leaving.

I borrowed nine items today. That totals to fifteen items currently in my house.

Freedom Reigns

"You made it Hee." Did people think that I wouldn't? It's alright, I doubted myself too. But yes, I made it. And the day was fantastic. Could've been better if my phone didn't die during early afternoon and if I had actually gone home for dinner. But three trips to LCBO, soaked feet in kiddie pools, poutine in Kengs, Cali Mojo, rooftop sunset, string light patio night, light splees, free poutine, foam party, and childhood memories to finally share make a 19th birthday.

But this homebody missed the ship that was to sail her back home. When the phantom guilt hits is when-I now know- the party should stop. My morals were lost at one point. I want to continue figuring them out. I promise to never spend a birthday without family again.