You can't go back.
What's is done is done by you
You can pretend everything was perfect and you never harmed anyone but the truth is the truth
Asshole
Take care of yourself all you want
Alone
Alone
Alone
Awareness was happenstance long ago
Junkie only a mother will love
Loves you regardless of how you cheated
Loves you regardless of how you nodded off,drank,snortted,popped pills
She loves her baby 5regardless of how you pushed, ran like a coward, yelled, punched
Tuesday, June 20, 2017
Saturday, May 23, 2015
My life and My Angel
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sDXcShabeNI
Beginning from one month in utero my life began as a tragic uphill struggle.
My biological mother( in which if she has access to this blog who knows how she'll react like she did when I had pictures of her and my murdered fathers' wedding pictures) some how contributed to the ending of my fathers' life via a rifle.
Imagine living with the person who has made you a pariah of sorts alive. I have encountered the shit bags of life ;who I view them with the knowledge its their lack of humanity)..telling me I am damaged goods(implied or directly), or be careful of any association with her ilk. I still stand strong and loved with my humanity somewhat intact.
I've tested parameters of others, who cut me out when I don't behave like this polished damaged damsel in distress grateful for a fake white knight. Some of you may have caught me in the worse of my hour. Some of you view me as the "crazy wife", despite you being a johnnie come lately bleeding heart working for the disenfranchised. I guess its good at least you choice to do something instead of stigmatizing them like you did me.
Anyways I have survived this far and you will not shut me up.
Beginning from one month in utero my life began as a tragic uphill struggle.
My biological mother( in which if she has access to this blog who knows how she'll react like she did when I had pictures of her and my murdered fathers' wedding pictures) some how contributed to the ending of my fathers' life via a rifle.
Imagine living with the person who has made you a pariah of sorts alive. I have encountered the shit bags of life ;who I view them with the knowledge its their lack of humanity)..telling me I am damaged goods(implied or directly), or be careful of any association with her ilk. I still stand strong and loved with my humanity somewhat intact.
I've tested parameters of others, who cut me out when I don't behave like this polished damaged damsel in distress grateful for a fake white knight. Some of you may have caught me in the worse of my hour. Some of you view me as the "crazy wife", despite you being a johnnie come lately bleeding heart working for the disenfranchised. I guess its good at least you choice to do something instead of stigmatizing them like you did me.
Anyways I have survived this far and you will not shut me up.
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