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Post by Grace Scotts on Apr 2, 2011 3:44:37 GMT -4
This goes to anyone, the people I've so desperately held on too, but instead push them away. I cant do this, and drinking until my heart's content and waking up with a headache isn't my ideal way of dealing with it.
I'm sorry I'm a screw up, and I'm so sorry Momma, I'm sorry that you ever had to give birth to me, a spoiled little brat like me. I know i deserved it too, Momma. What he did to me, and maybe it wasn't enough to teach me a lesson and so I protect myself like a coward.
I'm sorry Jersey, Drake, Russel, Momma..... There are too many too remember and my list keeps growing. What makes me think that if I home my Momma will wrap me in her arms? I honestly don't know what she would do. I'm still that stupid and insecure little seventeen year old girl again. Maybe someone will read this? Maybe not. Where can i go? What can i do? Nothing.
-Grace Ann Scotts
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