Today I went to a farm and got some milk and visited the baby cows. (Oh my god, I sound like I’m 5) I really did, isn’t that sad? I talked to the baby cows and they were so cute and I actually felt they accepted me. I’m sure they looked at me in an accepting way. It’s the most social I’ve been in awhile. There was a rooster too, but I didn’t talk to him. They had this tea called kumbuchu? And it’s almost like hard cider , it’s kind of giving me a buzz. That was all after I’d gotten lost for an […]
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The clichés given to young love make me angry. There is no age for love. Love is a feeling that knows no boundaries. You don’t wake up on your 18th birthday and think right I’m old enough to drink smoke and love. Anyone can love. And I loved. In fact, I still do love. I love and I hurt and I cry and I wish for change. Ross is my entire world. I’d do absolutely anything for that boy, except let go. I’ve never been treated so well by someone. Our relationship was the kind you see on twitter ad tumblr. I’ve never had such […]