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my mom called my house tonight looking for my dad. i told her he was out of town before i knew who she was, she didnt know who i was either, she asked. then said. "..this is your mother." we talked awkwardly for a few minutes. then her phone cut out and died. i spent a few minutes in silence before she called back. we talked casualy for a few minutes more, to casual for all that there was between us, and all that had remained these past months. i expected to be more angry and bitter towards her. but i guess ive already shed most of the bitterness i had. i just want to see her before i lose the chance now.
i have her cell now. im going to call her tomarow and we might make plans to meet. how weired. how very very weired.
i have her cell now. im going to call her tomarow and we might make plans to meet. how weired. how very very weired.