fight

So we got back together, and her flight is in a couple of hours. I wish she could just appear in front of me. I miss her like crazy.

I kinda got into a real fight with my mom today. Over what? Over this whole, online friends coming for a visit. Sigh. If this is a taste of what things will be like in the far future, I shudder in fear.

I stood up for her, for us, because I believe. And I will stand up for her, time after time. Perhaps, mom will start suspecting something, but I don't really care. I have an urge to just tell her, that Tasha's my girl.

I don't know. I don't know how long I can take it, before I blurt out the truth.