Month: August 2014

I’m gonna twist your head off, see..

til you say “don’t you wish you never never never met her”…ha.

already do, eh.. i don’t mind too much anymore, but pretty soon you will be. cuz it’s runnin in the family.  Mother Mary…

“i want you to be an independent, woman.”  Really? Who can’t be independent? mmmmm,

I’m in a new place with my much happier kids, a good job, and a pretty BMW.  On my own, like without you/or any other little boy.  I sleep without meds and the best part is that there are no eggshells all over the floor.

And I don’t have to pretend we never happened, cuz I’m not a giant chicken shit.