Monday, September 06, 2004

What's the use in clinging to something that doesn't care about you anymore?

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Searching for something that isn't there and once was

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I won't be able to bring it back will it I?

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Last nite was a great nite bonding wise with my mom. Actually today was a great bonding day with her too. She makes me feel so good, she loves me and I love talking to her. She understands my humour. Is it sad when one of your best friends is your mom? Are you not supposed to know that she had sex before marriage? Or that she smoked shit before? Are you supposed to know that? Aren't you two not supposed to like the same music and movies? She makes me think I could be anything, she says how I would be great at writing sitcoms, *Pssh, yeah one that would get cancelled after the first showing* I used to love to write, but compared to others, I'm non-creative and everything. She knows that I beat myself up, and she wonders why I do that, and she loves me and makes me laugh when I feel like I'm going to cry. I love her. And, at this moment, I feel like she's the only one who does care, and I love her for that.


Thanks, mom.

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