Humor makes the day go faster...
The way she doesnt understand whats going on, and The way she moans and groans about her body, and her scars. The way she cracks hilarious jokes, and takes it like a man, when no ones looking. The way her hair is white, and bleached, and her eyes shine bright, but her hands are weak. The way every wrinkle can tell a story, and every fake tooth can be removed in glory. Makes me wish I never started to begin with. Makes me wish I didnt know that I could end up like that.Twenty years older than I really am, and trying hard to understand everyday life, while no one feels sympathy, because I brought this on myself.
It makes me want to stop.
Here are some personal favorites of today:
Grandma-Why do boys always drive so fast?
Aunt Chrissy-Beacaue of testosterone.
Grandma-what?
me-Boys have penis's grandma.
*talking about where my mind wanders too.*
Aunt Chrissy-So is it still Emily land?
Me-no, I dont think that way anymore.
Aunt Chrissy-So whats it called now?
Me-(getting aggrivated). Your mom.
...Grandma was sitting right there...
Grandma explained how she used to run through the Amish country with bare feet, "ploping" on cow shit...
It makes me want to stop.
Here are some personal favorites of today:
Grandma-Why do boys always drive so fast?
Aunt Chrissy-Beacaue of testosterone.
Grandma-what?
me-Boys have penis's grandma.
*talking about where my mind wanders too.*
Aunt Chrissy-So is it still Emily land?
Me-no, I dont think that way anymore.
Aunt Chrissy-So whats it called now?
Me-(getting aggrivated). Your mom.
...Grandma was sitting right there...
Grandma explained how she used to run through the Amish country with bare feet, "ploping" on cow shit...