Twisted up in a trap of I.V.s,
she withered and withered away.
Disease stole her lively light
from the sickbed where she lay.
A month before she perished,
I think she might have said,
"I know that I am dying, sure,
but dying's not the same as dead."
It's snowing and I just learned that:
Okay, so my mom was fired (she said 'laid off' but we all know what that really means) from her job on February 12th about 12 years ago, and she had just gone back to work from having me about a few weeks before (maybe months), so I said "So I'm a blessing AND a curse?" and she said "Actually, yes..." and she kept talking.
Well, I'm a blessing AND a curse. I TOTALLY feel AWESOME
I love sarcasm :3
Okay, so I realize I did it again.
Yeah. I disappeared again. Why? Well, for a while there - about three weeks - I had three jobs and a full course load of classes.
It didn't help MUCH, but I've since quit my IT job... I was really fucking tired of having six hours a week (yeah, they cut my hours), being yelled at by users, and being paid minimum wage for what is generally a fifteen or sixteen dollar an hour position. Yeah, fuck that.
So now, two days a week, I have a brief window in the middle of the day where I have a couple of hours to myself.
Also, I'm pretty much on hold with any of my cosplays, because thanks to all this work, I pro
I'm lying here,
broken in the sand,
you're telling me about this girl,
you say you have the upperhand,
I haven't forgotten, the months we spent,
this is getting stressful, these memories that I can't forget.
I will forget you.
I am broken.
Do you hear me again and again?
I am bleeding, and I miss you,
I will forget you, forget you please.
forget you please...
here I am.
I am waiting for you,
to come to realize,
that your best when your with me,
and now I hear you,
moving on and on,
please don't hurt me again.
I will forget you.
I am broken.
Do you hear me again and again?
I am bleeding, and I miss you,
I will forget you, forget you please.