Upon being picked up from school, walking back to the car:
"I don't understand this life form."
Uuuuhh, you're seven, sister.
"I always just feel like I'm floating around, watching another person live her life, and I'm not really living it myself."
How about a cookie?
"Is it real? I mean, do you really know that this is living? Are humans even real?"
"I don't understand this life form."
Uuuuhh, you're seven, sister.
"I always just feel like I'm floating around, watching another person live her life, and I'm not really living it myself."
How about a cookie?
"Is it real? I mean, do you really know that this is living? Are humans even real?"
