I shouldn't know what I want so young.
But I don't know how I'm going to get what I want, so I guess that will be my adventure.
I want a tin roof and lace curtains in my living room. Wood stairs that creak a little when you move too swiftly.
I want a boy who will recieve every emotion I have available and return the favor. One who will love me through thick and thin, and still think I'm the only one for him.
Much later, I want a family that I can pour all my energy and love into.
I want really know what its like to earn what you have.
I want an education and experience.
I want a career that I love and is able to spit me to the road if I don't have the passion for it.
I want to have stories upon stories.
I want to continue believing you must be the friend you want to have, and thus having the best friends anyone could ask for.
Success isn't measured in monetary wealth. I want to succeed.
Most importantly, I want my parents to be proud of the daughter they have raised.
I have a bright future full of risks and success, but only because I will make it that way.
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