Letting the love in. Learning to accept love.

Still real sad about being deprived of an authentic post-teen-pre-adult experience, but ‘I am willing 2 heal’. Got a CitiGolf in the post this morning y’ulz. Is not a real one, but ‘what is real anyway?’. Is the thought that counts. Is kind of sad that the 1st CitiGolf I eva own is one made out of chalkboard. Whatevs y’ulz.  Y’all can’t take my fake  memories away from me.

Y’ulz, srsly now.

Should I sue my parents 4 not buying me a CitiGolf?

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