. . . .that i needed a boyfriend, it would be now. to help me pack up and move out of this 4th floor walk-up apartment.
. . . .that i needed my mom, it would be now. to help me unpack and decide what i need to decorate my new room.
. . . .that i needed a car, it would be now. to run around the city purchasing new things for my new room. without the hassle of hauling said things around on public transportation.
. . . .that i needed my dad, it would be now. to help me hang heavy things on the walls.
. . . .that i needed a massage, it would be now. after moving across town into my new apartment, my entire body aches.
Reflections from the Road | Vol. 58
3 weeks ago
If there was ever a time you need to relax with a glass of sangria, you know who to call! Love you, neighbor!
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