ghostkid_703 | treehouse

I wish I had a tree house. Somewhere I could go away from my house and the people inside it. One room in a tree that was mine and only mine. I could decorate it any way I wanted. Hanging paper cranes and plastic sharks on the ceiling, putting drawings on the walls, maybe even some stuffed animals. A box full of art supplies and puzzles. A cd player or just a radio. I just want something of my own. I'm tired of feeling like everything I make has to be for someone else. Freedom, I'm asking for freedom.