No Winners No Losers!
So in this war I call "life" I seem not to get any footing. Why is it when something good is in front of my eyes it seems so out of reach? Am I suppose to work harder to earn this prize or is it just something nice to look at? This is just one of the many battles I face. My mother is the General of this bullet flying dilema! Argument after argument it seems we get no where. We both hear only what we want to.., Typical fucking hispanics. She argues I go out to much never spend time with her. I retaliate with I work go to school and have practices for different shit. On top of that I dont want to hang out with old ladies when she goes out with them. It seems that her and I do not have many things in common. I dont know I am out of resources and just stressed out and depressed that my mother and I cant just get along these days. It seems we get our jollies arguing with each other.