I love love love that Beyonce song "why don't you love me"

her video makes me swoon... all this art packed with some nice

lipstick on, it screams everything... I love her being desperate, careful carelessness,

swag..

I remember being 13 and hanging out with my best friend and her 6 or 7 year old sister, now I go through facebook and this 6 or 7 year old is a grown woman.. I don't know what my mother feels like watching me and my brothers grow up but just watching someone else evolve shocks me when I start to think of having kids... to think that once I start this process of growing a child I can never stop it. When will I be ready to press that 'go' button and never look back? It's such a funny thing to stop to think about...