This is the unraveling of a twenty-something year old woman. I broke. I cried. I laughed. I hurt myself and others. I grew a backbone. I did many things and had many things happen to me. This story; well, it's the healing of it all. Enjoy.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
careful what you wish for
sometimes i wish i would die so my mother would miss me more, so he would kiss me more but then, i'd be dead missing my mother and wishing i was kissing him.
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