Oct 15, 2005 23:06
i cannot believe this
two of my kids. one of my favorites. escaped today.
i cant imagine feeling worse.
i want to eat a house and drink a six pack, smoke a carton and crawl into a ball
i hate my job, i hate my kids. i hate this shit that makes them escape.
they were going to be deported. fuck this world.
i dont know if i blame them, im just pissed they could leave without hugging me. i didnt get to give them their goaway gifts. i didnt get to tell them advice. if i could only have done more.
fuck this. for a college graduate who is underpaid but 'happy' in her job, i sure put up with a lot of shit.
i need to lay down. not that ill sleep, i need to cry.
w is responsible, in some sick and fucked up way, i cant help but use conservatives as scapegoats in times like this. it was probably our fault for not seeing the signs, but i can always blame shit like this on the system and w.
fuck w. and fuck the man. and fuck the system and fuck god for letting this happen and letting my kids that he made me love be somewhere in the fucking streets where anything could happen to them. the violence in this country is very different than in their countries. but they can still get hurt.
sigh. one more time, fuck the man. im going to bed, bien triste.
my kids,
my job,
the man,
w,
the system