I love my kids. If they loved me back or not, I'd still want them to be happy. If they are hurting, I wish I could take that pain away and make it my own. Even if I really wanted to spend time with them, if I know that they will be happier doing something else that day with other people, I'm ok with that. I just want them to be happy. If they needed a piece of me to survive, I wouldn't need to think about it twice. I'd spend all my days until my last breath searching for them if I lost them, searching for a cure if they needed it, or for justice if they were missing it. I go with out, so they can have more. I will take risks, so they are always safe. I love my children and will always love them no fuckin matter what. My parents have shown to love me the same way. That is love to me.
Pointing around: "Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, you're cool, fuck you, I'm out!"
Half Baked
"Let the atheists come to me, and stop keeping them away, because the kingdom of heathens belongs to people like these." -Saint Bacon
Half Baked
"Let the atheists come to me, and stop keeping them away, because the kingdom of heathens belongs to people like these." -Saint Bacon
