such is the pattern of my life. a mother confuses a son's face with that of an old lover, laying animosity over the frail frame of innocence. a girl leaves a boy, however unconditional his love, for pudgy, smoke-filled lips and liquor bottles that circle the room. and now a father, in his infinite wisdom and judging right hand, pushes a son to
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"a girl leaves a boy, however unconditional his love, for pudgy, smoke-filled lips and liquor bottles that circle the room."
That is uncalled for. I know that I confused the last entry I said that about, but I'm sorry, I am pretty sure there is no mistaking this one. How many more times am I going to have to say sorry for that? It was so long ago, and seems a bit hypocritical that you-- who wants to be forgiven so badly and who claims to have forgiven others-- keeps leaving out the "and forget" part. I know it was a shitty thing to do, believe me, but I really can't keep feeling guilty for it forever. Everybody gets their heart broken. I'm sorry that I did that to you, but I got mine. Karma took care of it, so you don't have to remind me what a bitch I am via livejournal.
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