I can't beat myself, and I don't want to talk
Well I guess I was ready, and it feels so good.
Even after all of that nonsense which made me feel like such a shitty person.
I think back on it now and wonder what I was thinking, but also what he was thinking.
I had no idea it meant that much to him, but everyone has issues, and weird things that put them over the edge.
Like last night, when I was taking a shower at 1 in the morning, and he turned the water off on me with the shampoo still in my hands.
I was so scared, and then he turned it back on while I was crawled up on the floor, and it made me jump.
The whole thing just reminded me of the time when I was 8 or 9 and I was going to the bathroom, and my dad was drunk and broke down the door right when I got my underwear up.
It was so scary.
I hate men, I really do, but not him. He's a boy and I love that.
And it's my mom's birthday, and the love is mutual.
Even after all of that nonsense which made me feel like such a shitty person.
I think back on it now and wonder what I was thinking, but also what he was thinking.
I had no idea it meant that much to him, but everyone has issues, and weird things that put them over the edge.
Like last night, when I was taking a shower at 1 in the morning, and he turned the water off on me with the shampoo still in my hands.
I was so scared, and then he turned it back on while I was crawled up on the floor, and it made me jump.
The whole thing just reminded me of the time when I was 8 or 9 and I was going to the bathroom, and my dad was drunk and broke down the door right when I got my underwear up.
It was so scary.
I hate men, I really do, but not him. He's a boy and I love that.
And it's my mom's birthday, and the love is mutual.