My Super Hero. My runaway. My lo ve.
She is my super hero. my one true runaway friend. When i am with her its only about us. I am so happy every time that i touch her lips or her face. She is so amazing and perfect that i couldn’t possibly call her anything but my love, my soul mate, and my best friend.
Sometimes i think i treat her wrong, and i probably do. But i sure do try to make her love me. Even though i am stupid, and sometimes thoughtless and dumb, i sure do try. I try to make her life better, put a smile on her face when all she wants to do is cry. I love her for the way she laughs. how she makes me feel like i am a kid again. like i am on top of the world.
I found out some pretty interesting information tonight to say the least.
Interesting. It’s truly the only word that i could possibly chose for this type of news. Needless to say, i found out tonight that i might not have a roommate next year. My options; scotty, justin, and marty are all living toghether, and trying to find a house. I am really okay with this. I dont think it bothers me at all. I am truly the type of person that just needs my own space, and if i dont find a roommate, i am fine with that. One i have a car, and those guys have a fun place to hang out that is not my place. Just as long as it is not my place.
I want my girlfriend to want to be over at my house. To be able to sleep in my bed, and feel comfortable. To be able to bring our rocking ass kitty over here and sleep the careless nights away. But i cant. Therefore, i believe i would be perfectly fine living alone. It would solve a lot of life’s problems that i am currently under.
Back to the beginning. This picture is of the Super Hero, Molly Hayes. She was the youngest of the Runaways.
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