I remember when my mom was dying.... I prayed and prayed.... and she got better!
and than it was like, 2 days later, she was worse than before, than passed away soon after that.
So the other day, I prayed to be happy, for bass to be happy, and marie, and frany, and for my cat to calm down and be happy....
and that night bass and I talked,... I had a way better understanding of him, and I knew from that day on, things would always be better between me and him. I was happy....
and than the next day, his mom kicks me out of the house o3/o8/1o
she didnt even give me a chance.
she simply kicked me out because she thought I ignored her....
THOUGHT! <-- key word... she acted like a child, didnt even want to talk about it. Just took it the wrong way, and didnt even give me a chance to speak!!
she just came in while me and bass were sleeping, and just started yelling at me, telling me I had 10 minutes to get my things out or she'd call the cops.
I couldnt believe her. A lady with very rude, immature kids, and she hates me for the smallest thing ever. 'i had to work for this roof,... god' God? No, GOD put that roof there... and if your a lady that believes in him, and Christ, your thought to learn to accept people into your home when they are lost and alone. No... you didnt even give me a chance.
I worked my ass off trying to find a job online, and even went out... but you couldnt even see that. I dont know how you can have crosses hanging in your home. Take them down! Im trying to change, trying to be happy, trying to find a life.... but no one will give me the chance! [except my dad, but I constantly feel like I have to be home at a certain time, cant go hang out with guys, or do this or that] Ever since my mom died, its like no one will give me a chance to live. I lived once... when I moved to Turlock. I was happy for once.
And YOU! You of all people.... I seriously thought you were something different. But you threw me out like an old rag. No respect, no remorse, no feelings, no care of where I end up. You just yelled like a little child wanting a new toy. Not caring about anything.
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
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