March 2010
I'll be spending the whole day with the best people you'll ever meet. :D
It’s going to be fun, fo shizzle.
— excited-ness.
Ditto.
Dad's have been known to be funny!
my dad just woke up from a nap and thought it was the next day..
he came in my room and was like.. wut’s the date? is it the morning or is it night time?
hahahhaha naps do that some times
My dad just called to check if I was doing my homework and how I was doing, despite the fact that we just left for school in the late afternoon. It’s really nothing special but for some reason I’m all teary-eyed right now. I guess I’m just happy that he’s back.
With each day that passes — I find myself feeling lonelier, secluding myself even further — and my thoughts darken. I feel so broken. I feel so hurt. I feel so empty. So empty …
I’ve been feeling very sad lately … I keep thinking about the fun my mom used to have. Now, she works her butt off — at some faraway place — for us.
I stare at the embroidered Winnie the Pooh piece my mom made (for me? I do not know …) that hangs on my wall. I miss her having the free time to just do motherly stuff like this. The last things she ever did when she was in this house was clean. Clean after us, clean after my dad’s shit …
I feel really bad for her. She was beaten up by my dad and he got away with it.
I miss her … Normally, being nostalgic would please me … but these days ….I just find myself very lonely whenever I think of her faraway. I haven’t got my best friend beside me … I feel lonely — especially during nights when I haven’t got anyone to kiss me good night. She kisses me in my sleep, you know? I miss that … It’s hard to sleep when you’ve been crying. It’s 9:42 pm. I bet she’s taking a bath right now. She said she takes one right about this time. I go to bed in a few … But, I find myself falling asleep way after midnight. I just can’t sleep with a heavy heart.
My mom tells me that I can date boys. But I’d trade the chance to be married well off if she can stay here with me, with us — forever. So we can be complete again .. Dysfunctional — but complete.
Don’t try to be a bleeping humanitarian.
