like an 8th grader with a chill pill...
the ever present burden weighs down my back, and i wouldn't trade it for anything in the world. even for all the shit i put up with, get put down with, and feel held back by, i could safely say i wouldn't be as strong without her.
and when i can barely take what's being thrown at me, whether it be by eagle or one of the other people who makes my stomach drop to my knees, along comes yang.
hell, we all need a yang, right? i know for a FACT that Say knows what i mean. nothing will ever drive you more crazy, more sickly, and more wild than yang. cause for all the times they frustrate the fuck out of you, the next minute you can't tolerate being in bed sick without them. and as much as you make them want to rip their hair out, they hear you're sick, and rush out at 11 o clock at night.
i wear myself sick taking care of other people and caring what they think of me. it's nice to have someone just hold me and ask for nothing in return. at least at that moment. cause everyone will always need something from you, but sometimes you realize that they shouldnt require EVERYTHING of you. God bless the words of my yang,
"Kym, it's good to be a good person, but sometimes, you have to be a stone cold bitch."
Which leads me to the motto of Eagle:
WHAT WOULD ELLEN POSNER DO? (probably write a strongly worded letter)
i love my mom. not going to lie. miss the random hugs. miss watching will and grace. miss having her cook me grilled cheese without a complaint. mom's own, don't they?
god i'm mushy as hell...let's face it, i'm pre-menstrual.
and when i can barely take what's being thrown at me, whether it be by eagle or one of the other people who makes my stomach drop to my knees, along comes yang.
hell, we all need a yang, right? i know for a FACT that Say knows what i mean. nothing will ever drive you more crazy, more sickly, and more wild than yang. cause for all the times they frustrate the fuck out of you, the next minute you can't tolerate being in bed sick without them. and as much as you make them want to rip their hair out, they hear you're sick, and rush out at 11 o clock at night.
i wear myself sick taking care of other people and caring what they think of me. it's nice to have someone just hold me and ask for nothing in return. at least at that moment. cause everyone will always need something from you, but sometimes you realize that they shouldnt require EVERYTHING of you. God bless the words of my yang,
"Kym, it's good to be a good person, but sometimes, you have to be a stone cold bitch."
Which leads me to the motto of Eagle:
WHAT WOULD ELLEN POSNER DO? (probably write a strongly worded letter)
i love my mom. not going to lie. miss the random hugs. miss watching will and grace. miss having her cook me grilled cheese without a complaint. mom's own, don't they?
god i'm mushy as hell...let's face it, i'm pre-menstrual.