In all honesty I’d rather just off myself than stay one more night here taking care of my mom and dealing with my fucking grandma and mary anne.
Now I’m stuck in the cornfields with basically no social life caring for my 100% dependent mother 24/7 wishing someone would just put me out of my misery.
"text me when you get home so i know you’re safe" kinda people are the people i wanna be around
Now instead of dreaming of the career I’ll have, I’m thinking of how we’ll spend our years. How many children we’ll have, or what our home will look like. When I dream of my future there isn’t a single part of it that doesn’t include you. Suddenly the imminent fears of student loans and growing up…