We were gonna fight. Like 2 men. Reminded me of my mom and dad. You threaten to put your hands on me? Cool. Let’s go. I’m not afraid of a man. Don’t talk about it. Be about it. I guess I just have a need to show I’m not afraid of a man because I saw how scared my dad made my mom. Well I don’t care. We’d of been fighting until the death.
Slowly but surely things are going back to how they used to be. This summer shall do me well
He’d rather spend his last night here playing this stupid ass video game than spend time with me. And he wonders why I’m always doing “extra.”
The hardest part will be going back to sleeping by myself. But I did it for 18 years so I got this.
:) today was a great day.
I GREW AS A PERSON.