goodbye to the home that was I said goodbye to the house in which I grew up and was abused by my father, walked around, went to my favorite place to hide and play, remembered the good stuff. May this make my life easier, yes, please, yes, PLEASE.
Then I bought a Cookie Monster stuffed toy to sleep with. So OK, NOT doing that well after all, but that's how it goes, right? Yeah, that's how it goes.
Current Mood:
scared