girlb0t

If i could have anything in the world. Anything. It would be my own place. Apt. House, Shack. I dont care, as long as its mine. It'll be more of a home to me than this "home" is. Somewhere, where i could plant a garden...Sunflowers. You know what i'd take an empty house. I'd take no furniture, no table, no chairs. I'd sleep on floor...as long as i could call it home...

Home somewhere to go to at the end of the day, somewhere for security, somewhere to build memories, somewhere to fill your love with. I love those houses that are cluttered, that say home is where the heart is, those houses u walk into and u automatically feel loved. I once had a friend. His house was like that. His mom cluttered the house with photos, and antiques, and bible verses, and quotes about family and love. She had little kitchen hotgloves with hearts and teddy bears on them. He thought it was so stupid. I thought it was the sweetest thing in the world. I wish i grew up in a house filled with quotes, and hearts, and teddy bears, and old rocking chairs. With the smell of cookies baking, and photographs to remind me this is home, and you're always welcomed.

But for now i'd take that empty house. Build it up.