Dear Mom,
When I was little I used to sit in the sandbox in the backyard after lunch,I would imagine myself as ten years older.I wanted to grow out my blonde hair,Wear pretty pink dresses and marry my prince.
Well I'm 17 now,I have a blue pixie cutt,I don't own any dresses,But I am getting married to my beatiful girlfriend.
Im gay.Remember, I told you last year and you disowned me?
I hope you come to our wedding,It would mean the world to me.Mom,I miss you.I miss the old days where you used to tell me you were proud of me.I miss them.Alot.
I Love you,Even if you don't love me.
Em.
When I was little I used to sit in the sandbox in the backyard after lunch,I would imagine myself as ten years older.I wanted to grow out my blonde hair,Wear pretty pink dresses and marry my prince.
Well I'm 17 now,I have a blue pixie cutt,I don't own any dresses,But I am getting married to my beatiful girlfriend.
Im gay.Remember, I told you last year and you disowned me?
I hope you come to our wedding,It would mean the world to me.Mom,I miss you.I miss the old days where you used to tell me you were proud of me.I miss them.Alot.
I Love you,Even if you don't love me.
Em.
--Stitch--
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