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From where I left off, but I don't really remember where that was. Uh I feel like shit today. I don't feel like eating anything I kind of feel depressed in a way, but I am still happy. I think I have a cold or something maybe my nose feels all stuffy. Oh well what the fuck I don't really care it is just annoying. I don't know what else to say once again I wanted to start a blog but I have nothing moderately interesting to share maybe I can talk more shit about my mom, but how much fun would that be? I can blame her for my fucked up mental state of mind. Though that is what makes me, me. :P
Oh well maybe next time I blog I will bitch about the all mighty bitch that raised me.
God I am fucking tired today, I woke up at 3pm I went to sleep around 5am so do the math. I slept in too long, but I stayed up too late. Oh well I have to go babysit now I will add more later. Bye bitches
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
