Even with all these “sisters”, I still feel so alone.
I’ve finally been able to visit my Mom 14 years after my parent’s divorce… Her favorite song is “You Are My Sunshine” because it reminds her of me. I don’t have the heart to tell her my dad’s girlfriend of 13 years said the same thing.
I wish everyone sees in a blur. Or that I could always wear a mask. So they wouldn’t have to see how ugly I am.
Thought you are one of my life-long best friends… I chose him because you wouldn’t break up with your girlfriend.
We’ve gone to the same school for 8 years now; I’ve known you for 7. You made me believe in love at first sight–but I don’t even know the sound of your voice.
I wish I could punch/kick every Jesus Freak out there because their constant babble about how great GOD is makes me want to puke.
Dad, I blaim myself for your Heroine addiction and eventual death from Overdose… I blame moms death from AIDS on your Heroine abuse… I killed you both and havent learned to forgive myself…
People thank me for my service as an army combat medic but don’t know that most of the lives I saved were the enemies.