taken for granted is my forte
Happened again. Happens to me every time. Disappointment sets in. Why am I attracted to people who own up to all of the queued actions I seek out of them? They are obvious and frivolous. Bad decision making has kept these assholes close to my heart. Hurting when I open up to them and hurting twice as much when shut out. If confronted with more people from my past, I would be fucked. Maybe I should turn into who they want me to be? A bitch. A bewildered crazy mother fucker. At that point, they will accept me and would not dare to fuck with me. Take off the filter. Take the knives out. Suck the venom. Start over.
See what is right in front of me. What is there everyday? My baby Kathy. My husband (via cellphone). Those are my constants. Sometimes I need to be reminded of my purpose. Without them, what is there to live for?
See what is right in front of me. What is there everyday? My baby Kathy. My husband (via cellphone). Those are my constants. Sometimes I need to be reminded of my purpose. Without them, what is there to live for?