I yawned again, and walked toward my room. The good part about quitting school is you get to sleep in late. And the good part about not having real parents is, the school can't call and rat you out. I laughed to myself and plopped into bed, throwing the warm blanket overtop of me. I closed my eyes and drifted off.
I belong with , you belong with me , you're my sweet heart . ❤