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Ryan calls me little girl and I love it. I mean I love it so much it makes me giddy, I love it in almost an unnatural way. When I liked TC he was 20 years older than me. I liked to be a little girl, I've always liked to be a little girl. I've just been embarrassed to admit it. Ryan's not that much older than me (he's 1 year & 9 months older so for part of the year he's like 2 years older then only 1). I like that he's completed college & that I'm barely just starting. I like that he's a manager at a pizza shop and I'm just a regular employee at the theater. I like that he drives (he has a nice mustang) and that I can't drive (well I don't like that I can't drive but then again it plays into the little girl ideas). I worry about turing 20 next month, he tells me I'm still just a little girl until I turn 21. That's how old he is. I like that Ryan says "no ice cream before dinner, little girl" cause that's how I like to eat, ice cream then dinner. I call him "mister", "whatever you say, mister". It's something I picked up from my aunt, who I idolized growing up, she married older & acts as a child. lol her husband takes care of her. My mom says I was always more my aunt's child than hers. Sometimes when Ryan comes home late from work he's tired, his back hurts, he works long hours, I say "You're an OLD man, mister" and he says, "I guess I am, that makes you a little girl". How perfect is that??? PERFECT. I like that he sees me as a little girl. Because that's how I like to be seen. A lost, rebellious, little girl. Maybe there's nothing wrong with that? IDK what could be the meaning of it, but I've felt that way for a long long time. 
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Name: Amanda
