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lomo cam
▪ polaroid camera
long necklaces
▪ walk around Europe
short hair
▪ backpacking!
▪ write a book
a more random roadtrips!
▪ compose a song
travel locally
▪ travel internationally
▪ be in two places at once
▪ play the guitar
▪ go to africa
▪ make it to california :)



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Words from Before It's Too Late by Goo Goo Dolls.

Wednesday, May 28
mommy.

It had all begun when i was a mere kid.

My name is Nathanial. I turned 6 years old 2 months ago. My mother bought me the greatest gift of all! i always loved bicycles. i like the "twing! twing!" sound it makes when i ring its bell. Now Mothers Day is coming up! im gonna get my mother something special too. My Mother is rarely at home. She's always busy talking on the phone with people who liked talking about appointents and how much cashews they were going to make. i always thought mother loved cashews, cause she always talks about them. so im gonna try making her something with cashew. lots & lots of cashews! she'll be really happy! Since mother's always busy, Nana Flo was the one taking care of me. she's my mother's mommy. We went to the supermarket together and i sneaked a bag of cashews on the counter while she wasnt looking. i dont want Nana Flo to know about my surprise for mommy. she'll tell mommy and ruin the surprise. shhh! we went home and Nana Flo started making a batch of cookie doe. i was crushing cashews in my top secret hiding place. i think mommy always kept cashews in her office cause i never seen any at home. Maybe she didnt want the squirrels flying into our kitchen and eating her cashews. she never really liked furry aminals. "dingdong!" someone's at the door! I waited for Nana Flo to go see who it is. Then i mixed cashews into the bowl. oodles n oodles of cahews! Mother's gonna be so so happy with me! After the cookies were done, Nana went to bed. i waited for mother to come home. i want her to try my cookies. she'll think its the best cookie in the world! it was almost midnight and she's not home yet. where is she? panic overwhelmed me until i heard the front door open. mother's back!

"mommy! mommy!" i yelled in excitement.
"Nathanial. what did i tell you about yelling when im home? im really tired," she said sternly.
"im sorry mother,"
"you're forgiven. why arent you in bed yet young man?"
"i made you cookies! for mothers day!" i exclaimed loudly eager to see her take one.
"well that's very nice of you sweetheart. and it looks wonderful too,"

with that, she took a quick bite as she walked upstairs. suddenly, horror twisted inside of me when i saw my mother fell down the stairs. i ran to her as she struggled to breathe. her face was blue. why's her face blue?!

"MOMMY!!" shouted as loud as i could.

Nana Flo heard the crash and came running as soon as she heard my scream.

Little did i know that had been the last i've seen of my mother. the last i heard of her sweet gentle voice. ambulance surrounded the driveway that night. they came inside the house and took my mother away. Nana Flo was crying. i only wondered where were they taking my mother?
i learnt hours later, that my mother loved CASH not cashews. i learnt days later that she was deathly allergic to cashews. i learnt weeks later, that after a long struggle to come home, my mother was never coming back..


i asked Nana Flo to send my letter to mommy but she wouldnt. i'd cry everyday begging her to but she never wanted to. mommy left me. just like daddy.