I think you have to go out with a big bang, a big party.
You have to wear the clothes I picked out for you, and you have to mix all the drinks.
You have to leave your tight jeans and bow tie, to the next pool boy in line.
You, just can't leave without 2 weeks notice, and I don't really want you to leave at all (sigh)
tomorrow is my moms bday, and she is a saint of a woman. Everytime you think doom and gloom b/c it is the day of your D. Think of my mom, and think of how if you were one of my brothers she would of probably hit you with the broom at some point in your life.
Think of that, then smile.
“Pray as though everything depended on God. Work as though everything depended on you.”
