"Do I ever get that faithfull, loving, honest, funny, beautiful, intelligent, amazing, Christian, dirty lil porn star, biker hippie chick, fairy unicorn butterfly rainbow nature princess?
Do I?
Isn't that how this story ends?
"Know why fariytales don't come true? Cause people don't believe in them."
Do I?
Is it?
Sure seems like.
Nich's lil temper-tamtrum at Dairy Queen two Fridays ago when I told him I was going to take him to the councilor appointment pretty much told me everything I needed to know.
That and him saying he didn't need to go but probably one more time if that.
Thats not mommy issues.
Thats not depression.
Thats about leaving home and leaving granny and grandpa.
He would be leaving in two years anyway.
He doesn't like it where we are.
So whats the big difference really?
To him it's a big one.
For me and us?
All of us in the long run?
It's absolutely the right move.
Love ya Bambi.
Now about those ass cheeks lol.
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