i like to not know about things im really scared of.i wont cover my eyes in scary movies, cause thats not real. but if your talking about my ex and the chick hes seeing now i'll be singing london bridges and walking away before i hear too much.
a big reason i left town was to get away from my ex's who are all fartcupcakes-in-my-face right now. ok i ranaway. into more poop.
i dont feel like such a little girl today. it's like the little girl part of me that doesnt want to hear bad stuff has died while i bury my dad finally.
heres a article my family gave me on him...thats him on the ground.
so by the 22nd i'll outlive my father.i have love letters he wrote for my mom. i have a tape of him stoned reading a trial vs. guys who stabbed him 2 monthes before he died. i read a letter he wrote when he was 12 to some kind of muscle building thing... he only made 5 bucks allowance and wanted them to reduce their monthly payment ..cause he was tired of kids picking on him. that made me cry.
im glad i came here. im glad i did this. it's been hard to sleep in his childhood room though. and sirens keep waking me up and spooking me!
Zzz's please!