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Hmm.. I almost have nothing to say anymore. Life seems very insightful so far, but what can I say I haven't lived long enough to say anything great. I have had a lot of shit happen in my life, but that is what makes me, me, of course. I could have gone without some crap happening in my life. Though I am some what content. I came home today after a week away to shit. Who else my mother. My house is not a home or a place of ease I go day by day grinding my teeth pulling back my urge to pull out a knife and slit her throat or at least shut her up. You ever seen in movies when a person stalks or a child stalks around the house with a knife in attempt to kill a person I've done it more than three times. Define the word bitch and you'll see a picture of my mother. The horrid woman who gave birth to me, I would rather have died when I was being pulled out, I tried killing her. Example I was the only C section out of three and they had to move organs and stuff I was moving further up towards her ribs, they said it was as if I was clinging to the skin on the walls of her ribs. My boyfriend says I was going for her heart, I agree. What can I say she's my mom regardless of the shit she's done to me, let happen to me, or the shit she has done to herself. I will still hold a grudge I honestly hate her, no not the whole dislike bullshit. So for now I'll stop I am getting hungry and want to get back to my art. So with love this is to you mother. <3
