Life : White Picket Fences
..but what I really want is to marry well.
I want to build my dream house in the suburbs of a big city.
I want a pool, and a little red SUV, and to be a stay at home mommy
to 3.2 children.
I want to be happy, and healthy, and loved.
It’s not as “glamourous” or as poetic as tragedy can be, but it’s also not as sad.
And it’s what I really want.
No dark and dismal loneliness, no pathetic solitude, no drunk oblivion, no razors and no blood, no beautiful disaster, no lies…just, love.
I want to love and be loved.
(it’s just, I’m afraid this will never be an option for me)
i like this one better. You are right- it is a reality check. You don’t want to be sad and lonely all your life.. as glamorous as it may sound. I go between these two often. I think happiness is the better choice.
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it is an option. you can, and will, have love and happiness in your life. xox.
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3.2 children? Interesting number. I like the way you write. It grabs you right in. Keep writing, it’s very healthy. : ) Peace and health.
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I also want all of the above, and i think i’m getting to the point where being the way i am is scaring the shit out of me because i’m scared i’m going to leave it too long and miss out on what i really want..U have this awesome way of doing what i cant.. some how U manage to take what im thinking and explain it so well in your entries.. Wish i could write the way you do.. I love reading ur diary..
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