Love me, or leave me, or rip me apart.
You never really deserved a choice.
I thought at the very least you'd leave me with the ability to still cry over you. I guess I didn't deserve that much.
But if you died in your sleep, I promise I'd still be everything I promised that I'd be.
I could've updated when I got there, or about 24 hours ago when I got back. I thought I owed it to myself not to.
Words can hardly describe it, but pictures say more than my mind can create.
The trip there and back was shitty and uneventful.
Lots of road. Lots of trees. Lots of signs. Lots of sleeping to avoid all the road and trees and signs.
Lots of bathroom rest stops and boredom.
Then we got there and the best part was seeing everyone.
My dad.
My step-niece, Gillian.
My step-nephew, Izaiah.
And if I could have only room for one in my heart, this cat would be on the top of the list. I love him forever, and I miss him more than you know. Tommy. ♥.
THIS is truefuckinglove. Xoxo.
