the younger years

Monday, February 16, 2009

I remember one great time. My dad had been out to the "beer joint" -thats what he liked to call it came home drunker than crap. He of course woke my mother up to yell and demean her every which way he could always do-she always sat there and just cried asking him to stop or hurry up. As if someone... Sign in to see full entry.

Friday, February 13, 2009

daddy

Don’t kill daddy. For most people those words never come out of their mouth. For me I had to fight the thought everyday. Growing up with an alcoholic father isn’t a bed of roses. Not having the help or strength to do anything about it will forever haunt me. I guess you could day I was the lucky one.... Sign in to see full entry.

Thursday, February 12, 2009

the beginning

I wonder sometimes whether or not my life really counts. Not only in someone else eyes but in my very own eyes. I have lived a life a lot longer than most people my age and I still wonder to this day how I got where I am. Still I wonder “where I am?” This is a story of my life, is it glamorous?-not... Sign in to see full entry.

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