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c2.staticflickr.com/8/7155/6517334443_995165e6d1_z.jpg I realize that I have been acting bratty. I want stuff, but I haven’t worked for it. I want life to be easier, but that is childish wishing. I have been acting entitled… and I know it. Here’s my reasoning: I am supposed to be dead. It’s not fair that I have to stay here for another 30 years! My inner child is pissed. It’s like showing me a secret garden and then locking the gate right in front of me. “It’ll be here when you’re older.” I don’t want it when I’m older; I want it now! Gimme the