This year is different.
Last year, I wanted a huge New Years party with everything from a disco ball, to absurd Instagram drama, to guests I didn’t invite. I don’t even care about coming up with a resolution this year. All I want is a lazy dinner of chicken tenders while we cuddle on the couch, as a movie plays softly in the background, barely drowning out the parties taking place in the units surrounding us. All I want is to wake up next to you, and feel the rest of the world just melt away. I want to sneak away while you sleep so later on, I can creep in quietly, and wake you up with the smell of breakfast in bed, you pulling my baseball cap over my eyes as you tell me I didn’t have to do this. I claim this is what I want, but really, most of it doesn’t matter. The only part that really matters is you. All I want is you. For my birthday, Christmas, and every holiday from now until the day I die, my only wish will be to spend every second with you.
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KurzgeschichtenI have a class that demands I write a story according to a prompt every week and I'm behind, so I figured posting them on here might help encourage me to get my shit done. I've already finished and turned in weeks 1 and 2, so we're skipping those. ...
