… planned. Or stolen. Or bought.It can’t be held tightly, or locked up, or covered in bubble wrap. It isn’t safe, or quiet, or predictable.
Children get that about love. But somewhere along the way, the truth gets lost.
I thought she was kind of freaky from day one. Her eyes are too OPEN. Her mouth is too CLOSED. And where are her damned top eyelashes? But, I needed hair that wouldn’t hurt when it was being pooped out, you know?