I was going to speak about my dreams, (hence the title) but then I realized that I don't want to. My dreams are my own special secrets, and I'd like to keep them to myself. This weekend is going to be a busy one for me. First, since tomorrow is a PA day I plan on getting all of my Christmas shopping out of the way. Secondly, on Saturday I have a birthday party to get to, for a cute little three-year-old boy. Lastly, on Sunday I have to seriously clean my room and get rid of clutter.
I have Little Bird by Ed Sheeran stuck in my head. "You made me laugh, and I made you cry! When I left that little bird with its broken leg to die. If I kiss you, will your lips read this truth, darling how I miss you, strawberries taste like lips do... "
My niece has decided to make a Swear Jar, and whenever someone says something to her that she doesn't like she tells them to pay up. It goes something like this:
Me: Natalee, be quiet, please.
Her: You swore! Quiet is a bad word, you have to put money in the Swear Jar now!
Me: Oh my god! Shut up!
Her: Ohhh, you swore again! Now you have to put more money in the jar!
That's pretty much what my weekend looks like, yeah.
I've mentioned Kit in my previous posts, correct? Well, I've recently been trying to become familiar with her. I ask her questions, and I smile at her. Every day I see her I say hello and ask her how her day is going. Her smile sets a fire in my soul. Her eyes crinkle and light up, her smile is something I can stare at all day. Her laugh, like a thousand twinkling lights, and whenever 11:11 rolls around I wish that she could like me as I like her. That won't happen, because I'm a lesbian, she's straight and this is all just wishful thinking. God, I was such a fucking creep. I wish life were more simple than it is now, I wish I could "find someone someday who may actually treat me well" (sorry, random T. Swift lyrics.) Anyways, that's just how I feel, and I really do wish that someone will feel the same way about me. Sooner, rather than later if possible.
Bye-bye. :)
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