here i am again
writing, a blog i suppose,
at least thats what the site entails
its possible it will be the same as the last,
i dont apoligize.
i forgot my mother last night.
i dont mean that i tried to "get over her"
i mean i buried my head in a fresh new blanket,
and i smelled her.
but i couldnt invision her face
her personailty is long gone,
along with any emotional attachment.
perhaps years of trying to sever ambilical residue has caught up to me,
now that i'm at peace.
i recall few things about her.
mostly things that i repeated in stories over and over,
i'm not sure whats real or warped.
i know she worked at a car dealership.
i know that she has dark hair.
and i know that shes crazy,
but thats not much of a description for your own mother.
sex.
its a funny thing.
its been blown wayy out of proportion,
it feels good.
at least to everyone else.
but like most good things in life,
people like to use it against each other,
to get something
somehow,
i dont even know.
its like my mind is flipping channels,
i forgot what i was going to say within the two breathes i take to type
oh fuck..
maybe i'm ADHD..
i would just like someone to take me seriously,
i mean some do,
but still.
i feel that i need serious help..
i cant write tonight, i just cant...
