“Uncle Derek, Uncle Derek, look!”
“Alexis, slow down— where did your dads run off to, sweetheart?”
“Bathroom. But look at that statue!”
“I see it, Lexi. That’s David.”
“The statue has a name?”
“Well, yeah— Michelangelo carved him a long time ago— way before you were born, kiddo.”
“Oh. Do you see the penis?”
“Me too. I like the penis! Do you like the penis?”
“…there is literally no right way to answer that question, is there.”
Aaah, thank you. >w<
If you could choose to stay a certain age forever, what age would it be?
Well right now, I would just like to be…17, maybe.
Juuuust old enough for the possibility of my parents taking me seriously.
But literally any other time you ask, and since that probably doesn’t count since I’ve not been 17 yet, I would either say 4 or 8.
Not sure how I feel about this
I definitely think I’ve taken on the positon of the stereotypical girl in my relationship with my girlfriend. I’m the “clingy, needy, obsessive one.” I don’t really mean to be, I just love you that much. Maybe I need you more than you need me. Then again, I could just be over reacting and we just express ourselves differently. Yeah, that’s probably the more likely of the two