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some priceless sentences from my family:
Happy Birthday Julz!
You are now 20 and officially old
Or least, older than me
(tor)
as you enter your third decade, i send you blessings, hugs, champagne, chocolate, and so much love! celebrate, and come home soon!
(mama) (and eep, my third decade...scary thought)
Many happy returns of the day to my oldest daughter who is now among the ancients.
Cheer up: it does get better, every now and then.
It's late. We had a long rehearsal, but it went well. Everyone knows her/his part (and I mean that his/her stuff quite literally in this show, since we have three men playing women, two women playing men, one woman playing a mannish woman, and, of course, Dracula, who is a man....sort of.).
All very confusing.
(papa)
i love that i get birthday updates from my dad about his crossdressing. my family is so weird, and fabulous. anyway...
my mom sent me this poem, too. i spoke it to her right before my 3rd birthday...obviously i have no memory of this, but aww.
TOGETHER
(a spoken poem)
I will just stay with you
and be your girl.
I will always be yours,
and I will stay
the way I am.
I will keep you,
and I won't
let you go.
If I go away,
I will always come back
to you,
forever and ever.
i was a romantic sap when i was 3! eep. that makes 17 years of romantic sappiness. heehee...
Happy Birthday Julz!
You are now 20 and officially old
Or least, older than me
(tor)
as you enter your third decade, i send you blessings, hugs, champagne, chocolate, and so much love! celebrate, and come home soon!
(mama) (and eep, my third decade...scary thought)
Many happy returns of the day to my oldest daughter who is now among the ancients.
Cheer up: it does get better, every now and then.
It's late. We had a long rehearsal, but it went well. Everyone knows her/his part (and I mean that his/her stuff quite literally in this show, since we have three men playing women, two women playing men, one woman playing a mannish woman, and, of course, Dracula, who is a man....sort of.).
All very confusing.
(papa)
i love that i get birthday updates from my dad about his crossdressing. my family is so weird, and fabulous. anyway...
my mom sent me this poem, too. i spoke it to her right before my 3rd birthday...obviously i have no memory of this, but aww.
TOGETHER
(a spoken poem)
I will just stay with you
and be your girl.
I will always be yours,
and I will stay
the way I am.
I will keep you,
and I won't
let you go.
If I go away,
I will always come back
to you,
forever and ever.
i was a romantic sap when i was 3! eep. that makes 17 years of romantic sappiness. heehee...
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