Today my mom called and yelled at me.
Some days I really wish I could disappear.
Possibly melt into my bed.
A time out.
There is a transition from childhood.
To the adult.
I used to wish things would move faster.
Now I am crying for them to stop.
Tomorrow is my 24th birthday.
Let us hope this year comes with brakes intact.
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