I don't have daddy issues but please don't get me started about my mom.
I don't need attention but don't ignore any of my messages.
I do
Not
regulate my emotions I am often dying inside.
You see despite my charismatic personality and my willingness to go above and beyond
I am lonely. I am tired. I feel so...
Unloved.
What is love?
"What is your issue dude?"
I'm sorry but I'm 100% prone to becoming attached to anyone and by anyone i mean anyone who is nice upon introduction.
Hey, no worries. Its okay if you don't wish to speak again. I already expected this. The worst is always going to happen.
Who's to blame other than myself I seek love from dusty boys marked "out of service" who lay on half broken shelves. Its bound to fall apart if I don't fix it. Fix him.
Fix fix fix. I seek the darkness. Bob the builder up in this bitch. I will die before I ever stop trying to give him what I deserve.
Today's my moms birthday.
Yes here we go again with my mommy issues.
You know the reason why I am so scared you'll leave me is because she once left me at Walmart to use the restroom....
At home.
Yeah, I never had one of those. I still dream of what it's like to not feel so fucking alone.
Figured it has to be love. Love has to be what's missing. What is love?
My dog. She is just like me, no wonder my mom (yes her again) neglected and abuses her just like she did with me.
Are you listening? Are you hearing what I say? Are you giving me validation today?
I missed out on a lot of that...
And you guessed it, MOMMY!
Happy birthday, I really I wish you aborted me...
No offense to the pro lifers, we don't need anymore snow...flakes in central new york.
Its accumulating too fast kind of like all my baggage i try to look past.
Today is my mother's birthday. Mother's day in fact. Everyday is never a day without mommy riding piggy on this back.
Happy birthday mom. It's been... fun.
