Tuesday, May 27, 2003

Parental unit (female) continues to say things that make me wish I had a trout. A clue-by-four better yet. I mean... ugh just. I want to hit her. But I can't cause I can't cause... I CAN'T. and then she says crap like that. It hurts. Burns. Trust my judgement take my word at least. Put some faith in ME for a change. Just so damn irritating. Can't she tell that things are better now than they have ever been? But she wants to go and fuckify everything. Duct tape. that's the answer. makes me sad anyway. words mean things.

"I don't know where I'm going but I sure am getting there."

-CR

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