I could give up lipstick. Lip gloss doesn't count.
Mine would be Brownie and Mushroom.
Mine would be Pork and Beef.
My kids would be named bacon and brussel sprout. :)
I'd have a son named Pizza and a daughter named Liver.
My kid would be called Extra Cheese Lazagna Tofu.
My hairspray, i dont need it anymore!
I could give up my smart phone for a month.
My ear hair trimmer. I could live with furry ears for a month.
I could reluctantly give up driving my Mustang for public transportation for a month.
I taught someone how to lay tile, on a floor and walls. Since then, he's gone tile crazy and tiled his kitchen, his mothers kitchen floor and his in-laws kitchen backsplash.
I have been raised being not known about the world , I mean I don't know how to handle evil people who interfere with me , "I sometimes blindingly believe all" that's the thing I want to change.
To have been raised in a family that cared.
I know most children would protest what I am about to write but I wish my parents had given me less freedom to wonder the streets on my own.