I want a little apartment so I can decorate the living room all in white and have beautiful flowers everywhere. I want to wake up and play Shakira while making pancakes and dancing around in just a big t-shirt and my victoria secret cheekies with the windows open and the fall breeze flowing through.
Soda becomes vodka. Bikes become cars. Kisses turn into sex. Remember when Dad’s shoulders were the highest place on Earth and Mom was your hero? Race issues were about who ran the fastest, and war was only a card game. The most pain you felt was when you skinned your knees, and goodbyes only meant until tomorrow.
And we couldn’t wait to grow up.
the map of my life is written in my palms, it lights up only for my eyes.
No matter how long you have traveled in the wrong direction, you can always turn around.
i love car rides so much that i actually get disappointed when we reach our destination