When my mom calls me to come to her:
Well, I had no words… Now I do. I love him. You don’t have to be with someone for a long time to fall in love with their soul. The feeling I got when I was with him was a feeling of freedom, but no one could harm me. I was feeling perfect everytime I was by his side. Probably why I kept going back, even in a relationship. He made me feel the way my boyfriend coudn’t. I know this sounds terribly messed up towards “the boyfriend” but I can’t control the way I feel. Even now, 900 miles away, he still manages to make me smile, and give me the feeling of being here with me. He made/ still makes me feel like a princess. He makes me feel like im perfect. All of the insecurities go away when he looks at me. If things would’ve been able to stay the way we were.. I might have still been living in vegas, but my mom got in the way. If i could be with him right now, I most definately would. I miss everything about him, everything we used to do, everything we used to be… i hope to come back to him someday. He’s my best friend. He knows me better than I know myself. I miss our little dates, the random days, the list we need to complete, even the sexy little things.. I miss it all. I’d bring it all back into my life if i could /:
God, I hate trying to decide what to draw. It’s hard for me to think of things off the top of my head. My last peice was thought up completely by me, but here I am, day two of my drawing spuree, entirely lost. Tumblr doesn’t seem to be helping me either. Im trying to google things, but I don’t like anything I see.. This is very frustrating. Gah.