"Prettier and younger but not any better off/Bullet proof lonelyness at best..."
My mother just stormed out of the house after having a fight with me, and blaming dad for it and then getting in a fight with him...but wait! Look up in the sky! Its a bird! It's a plane! It's FALLOUT BOY!...a bit anti-climactic, but a rescue nonetheless. (Note to all knights in shining armor...this would be where you would whisk away [insernt name of person who I'll never be her] *sigh*).
Ahh, PATD. Green Gentleman...my ipod is going for a hat trick ladies and gents.
Mom's back. Expect mad updates...and by updates I mean crossposts...
Sunday, September 6
We're The New Face Of Failure
written by Dollie at 6:46 PM
Labels: anxiety, life, the Momster