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I am not a snowflake
a flower
A swan or a jewel
I have never felt that way
i feel gangly clumsy and confused, lost
silent
akward. But i try to be kind
Understanding
accepting
good.
im like the ugly cloud that lets out the snow
the grass that makes a flower more colorful
the hawk that kills the rock that shatters
I am me, and thats all i can -
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I went to eat with my mom today at a resturant we went to when we where, when we had dad we have friends who work there the matridee (david) is one such person so we said out hellos and everything . then david starts talking about mom and dads divorce and of course dad told him and he was just so suprised to see us back from vegas ( Read more... ) -
the internet says
the internet says in order to smooth over issues with your mom you are supposed to write a apology letter to her because you have been such a bad bad child for causing her so much pain ( Read more... ) -
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My aunt is a big advocate for this program called Year UP and im supposed to meet up with them friday iuts this corprate training thing, i really dont want to go there I dont i dont want to do corporate but, theres mom mom wants me to do this and she will make me because if i dont my life will be hell literally untill she snaps me in half and i ( Read more... ) -
idiot tatto
so i have a younger cousin named jah-love hes, troubled and has caused alot of greif for my family ( Read more... ) -
I think i just figured something out
really i think i did, i know what i want to do its not a lasting oh my god my lifes work can now begin but i know what i want to do for the next two years ( Read more... ) -
home?
i cant sleep tonight. i keep running this theory in my head ( Read more... ) -
talks i have with mom
i try talking to my mom every once in a while. it never turns out the way i would want it to. like today i told her i wish every one would wake up. i meant to the truth of every thing she replied im the only one. i never tell her the undertones of what i mean because. she just stares at me and then rips me in to a wet blanket ( Read more... ) -
panic room scribbles
jan 1,2011
dad left today
he left
he left
he left
the protector of so many souls has left them to the wolves
i see old women dying. not at peace because they care who will put them in the ground . i see my mother sleeping on our couch unable to sleep
i look at my self in the mirror and i see my fathers looking right back