I'm not so sure about the last part anymore.
...that if I touched a washing machine while it was on, I
When I was little (or more accurately, 12, when I began to question my existence) I believed
that I would never have a chance.
On the day I decided that I had enough, a decade later - I said I was worth the effort. And now on my journey, I tell myself that I will figure out just why I do have a chance. Why I am still here after all these years. Why I have value.
I used to believe is never live to be 16, or 18. Not because I thought I'd die, just thought I wouldn't get the awesome experience of being a teenager that my siblings did. XD quite silly really.
Baby showers were a bunch of people watching a pregnant lady shower
In God.
That by 18, I'd have a job, a car, my own apartment, and a boyfriend. I'm 23, no car, on my 5th job, and i rent a room with my boyfriend. Three outta four ain't bad.
That there were monsters under the bed
My dad could do anything in the world
That Prince Charming was real.
