Having the freedom to sit in the loo and shout ‘stop bleeding!’ to my vagina, and hearing a sympathetic ‘it doesn’t work like that, baby!’ from upstairs is precisely why I believe that all households should be comprised of five twenty-something girls. In my humble opinion anyways.
Dad: “GO TO YOUR ROOM NOW!” Child: *storms off* “JIM MORRISON WAS OVERRATED!” Dad: “WHAT DID I TELL YOU ABOUT SLAMMING THE DOORS!?”
This time last year I was unemployed, broke, and suicidal.
Today, I just got the keys to my first house.
Give it time.
Needed this today
greenhouseavon said: Prompt: Safe Universe. Five years later, Emma and Regina return to the beach house.
Well this is a sugary thing complete with another child. Cuz…five years.
Depending on your feelings regarding SAFE and where you wanted that story to land or not land, you can regard or disregard this as you please.
Unedited stream of consciousness.