Lounge around in bed, read, draw and not have to worry about homework, money, and other silly things.
I would stay with boy and watch movies and have slow sleepy kisses.
Then I would carve pumpkins and bake cookies with tiffany and aubrey.
Then when all that is accomplished and it has lost it's intial appeal we will go outside. rake a pile of leaves and jump in it. Roll around in the sweet, ash-y scent of fall and scream and run with sticks in our hair.
And in the winter, we'll do the same thing. Only with snow. We'll slip and slide ridiculously on puddles and duel with one another, armed with snow shovels and soft packed balls... (hah.) and when we're soaked to the bone we'll run inside and shake off like dogs and warm ourselves with a nest of blankets and hot cocoa.
That's what I want for Christmas.

"Bring me flowers, child," he says, more softly. "Out into the air with you. You look like a crone before your time."
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I'm a single, not-quite-legal, white female. My inspirations in life include keeping my hands and feet warm at all times, plaster every single white space of my walls with magazine pictures and find a hot lesbian, who constantly tries to lure me into the gay side of life, willing to do nude poses purely for the sake of my artistic ambitions. I enjoy many different kinds of music, asians, chocolate kisses, long walks on the beach and sticking things where they don't belong.

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