the neverending story
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starfrostingSo my mom and I were hugging this morning after breakfast cos she is, I think, getting wistful about me going back to school tomorrow. "You're not growing away from me, are you?" she asked. "No Mama," I said, "I'm just growing up." Goofy yeah, but you know. We're cozy people.
"You'll always be my little girl, though right?"
"Uhhh..." I replied, mushing my mouth into the shoulder of her bathrobe. "I'll always love you!"
"But you're not gonna become a boy--"
"Sure," I said, which is more or less the truth. My mouth full of dark green veloury terrycloth.
"You'll always be my little girl, though right?"
"Uhhh..." I replied, mushing my mouth into the shoulder of her bathrobe. "I'll always love you!"
"But you're not gonna become a boy--"
"Sure," I said, which is more or less the truth. My mouth full of dark green veloury terrycloth.
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Date: 2004-11-21 08:04 pm (UTC)meow?
Date: 2004-11-22 04:42 am (UTC)its siu :P
i found ur journal thru ur facebook :P
hm... i didnt know you were sick :(
feel better!
meow
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Date: 2004-11-22 04:56 am (UTC)one time someone said bois don't meow. they were wrong.
i do feel better, but i'm still sick, which is a weird place to be with all this work. it's good that yer reading my journal.
xOlivia