It’s sad when I pinch every penny to help out around the house, and my little sister thinks it’s okay to spend hundreds of my mothers money every day.
Your goodbye was the hardest. I wish I could have been stronger to tell you exactly how I feel. I wish I could tell you more but I’ve missed my chance.
I miss you friend.
It’s what you have become. We use to be inseparable. I knew everything about you and you actually cared about me. But then one day you feel into temptation and you let that take over who you were. You once were my best friend, but now I don’t even feel like I know you.
I have it all.
I woke up one day and thought to myself. I have a nice, big, comfy bed. There is a roof over my head. I have access to food and water at my disposal. I’m receiving a good education. I’m healthy. So I have nothing to complain about. I need to quit whining about the small things and just realize that I am fortunate. My life is good.
Love.
I want someone to… hold me, kiss me, cuddle with me, share a laugh with me, smile with, bring me happiness. I want to be loved.
Is that too much to ask for?
