I ask myself the same shit everyday, lol.
Gi and I blew off my responsibility for the evening to have bad drinks at BBQ's.
We talked about sex and love.
"I'm sick of being responsible. I'm sick of being serious-minded. I just want to float away to la la land and just...be."
It just popped out of my mouth without me thinking about it and you know, I meant every word.
"Mommy, why I gotta wear a bra?!"
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