Re: Oliver/Cris
We like where we live. We're used to big old houses.
Everything? Idk. He always has a book on him. He reads the same books over and over. He always read to me. He still reads to me. He loves books like I love paint, but he doesn't do anything creative with it that I can tell. That makes me sad kind of, but I don't want to change him. Maybe he likes it that way.
He did come when I was in the hospital. We ate candy and talked, which I guess sounds immature, but it was nice because he doesn't ask a lot of me. [...] He thinks he's an angel. Like with wings and stuff. Idk. You can't tell anyone.
I know Sam said a little about being on stuff, is she okay now? My mom was on stuff, and Sam asked me about it for awhile. We haven't talked about it since, but I hope she's okay, and that she is happy about being a mom.