A blog by Katie Cruz
I’m watching MSNBC, and they are showing footage of refugees, and there’s this cute little smiling girl wanting the reporter to play soccer (futbol) with her. Awww she’s so cute, and I just feel so horrible that they’re going through this shit. I wish I could go over there and play soccer with her. Pick
This is what was playing out in my head last night: I’m spending the day at Lucy’s house, with her and her parents. An alert sounds on all of our phones, that a ballistic missile is inbound. I hold Lucy. I’m sure she already knew the answer, but she asks if we’re going to die.
If you could choose to stay the same age forever would you go for it? Which age would you pick? I’d love to be 13 forever. It’s the age where little girls are still beautiful, but you also get more freedom than a younger child, but still not the full responsibility of being an adult.
We can hang out, watch Disney movies, play with glitter makeup, eat pizza and cuddle on the floor. #IfOnly #MAPdating
A fantasy: I’m babysitting Lucy. We’re hangin out. I had just eaten a pot brownie before she arrived. I made us some Mac n cheese, while she was in my bedroom. I take it in there and find her laying on my bed, big smile, eyes barely open. “You ate one of my brownies didn’t
Do any of you ever have disaster fantasies? You imagine some sort of tragedy, and you are the hero saving someone’s life, often at the expense of your own? Rescuing kids from a burning orphanage. Tackling a shooter and taking bullets, to protect children. Using your body to shield a child during an earthquake, and
I just wanna be loved and cuddled. I just wanna lay out in the grass, looking up at the stars, holding hands with her. It’d be the most peaceful feeling in the world. Why is society so scared of that? What’s wrong with that? It’s just love. Pure love. 😭💔
These last few days, I’ve been daydreaming about having a 9 year old girlfriend. She’d come over and hang out, playing video games and watching Netflix with me. I’d make us a good meal of comfort food. We’d laugh and joke and have a good time, like romantic besties (I’m going to use that phrase
I walked into the kingdom of heaven. Everything was clear and detailed. It was like my senses were magnified and I could see everything with such brilliance and intensity. I could breathe. Unlike before, it came with ease and felt so relaxing. I had energy, stamina and endurance. I sort of teleported as I walked.
A new neighbor moves in, a woman, slightly older than me. She is a single mother, with a twelve year old daughter. The mother and I become friends, and her daughter takes an interest in me. I work a 9-5 job (who am I kidding?). The mother works the night shift. We have dinner together
