I had the most intense dream about my father last night. We were in a room full of other people and he was yelling at me about my life choices and how worried he is about me. I told him “Daddy, you can’t control everything. We’re all going to die one day.  I’m not always going to be alive. I’m going to die” and he started sobbing and vomiting all over and I cradled his head against my chest. I miss him a lot.

  9:21 am  |   December 1 2012   |  12 notes