x--How often does Santa give you what you want?--x
x--My words have faded away. there is nothing more i can say, except
i love you. i have written/typed it many times.. and i have never said it. but i will. i promise you. not that anything i say matters.--x
=-do you ever sit outside on the porch and just watch the cars go by? do you ever see the little kids sticking their heads out of the window like dogs? they are
happy. you can see it in their eyes, their smile. one of these days one of those happy kids will kill me, smiling. and i will smile back at them and slowly die as i whisper
thank you.
you are that little happy kid, and
i thank you.-=
))Christmas was pretty good. i was happy. my nephews were crazy. then i noticed the oldest one wasn't happy, because he only received 3 Hot Wheels race tracks. he was depressed, and his mom [my sister] rubbed it in. i think i understand him. not that anyone understands
me.. but i understand him. his mother wasn't trying to make it worse.. she was just.. being his mother. i'm not saying that i understand him being sad because he only got hot wheels, i'm saying i understand the shit he's going through. his parents are divorced.. and i know what his dad is like. and definately what his mom is like. she's not bad.. but his dad.. he fears his father.. and i feel so bad for him. but i know how he's feeling.. and i try to help him through it.. but sadly, he's beginning to
push me away...((
Thank you Santa, for bringing me Cameron [even though it wasn't the way i expected]
-TayloR- [[xoxo]]