Fourteen on the fourth
By AbsoluteMommy on July 06, 2014
Fourteen years ago if you would have told me I'd stand in the exact spot, watching a pool full of children, mine included, instead of a pool filled with drunk twenty somethings I would have called you a liar. Fourteen years ago I was twenty two, and helplessly in love with a man-child I was afraid would never love me as much as I loved him. I drank and smoked and went about love in all the wrong ways. . . .