this is what I want.
I want to grow old with someone. I want to sit on the front porch in rocking chairs and listen to crickets and drink lemonade. I want to feel a hand in mine and know that it will forever be there.
I want the dark to stop being so scary.
I long to be behind the scenes
I desire to take all the credit
To live in the city, walk down the street, take a subway, hear the hustle and bustle
or
to grow somewhere slow.
to be alittle bit old fashioned and not care.
I am on that old line between everything and nothing
sometimes, I like to think that by having no idea, I really know it all.
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