As I get older I see the the similarities between me and my parents, but it’s all the bad traits. My moms bad memory, my dads explosive temper :/
❝ I guess being needed is almost as good as being loved. Maybe better. ❞
— A Tree Grows in Brooklyn; Betty Smith (via wizlaqueefa)
In the history of my life there has only ever been one girl who has ever fully understood all of my problems
and that’s Serana
