There are all the memories a person could want hanging on your wall. Pictures of the strangers that share our blood...pictures of us. The family tree ain't what she used to be. You say that it's your fault and for this I agree. You are sitting there crying about what? I do not know. You …
bad day
I am tired and angry and I have no idea why. I come home alone... I can't park in the driveway because two people who don't even pay rent are parked there. I hate parking on the street... I am locked out - the deadbolt locked even though it is obvious I am not home, …
Dixie's Road Trip 