GeneralDecember 8, 2005 12:01 am
I am drinking tonight. I am drinking because my father cracked my mother’s windsheild with his fist. I am drinking because the police came and they asked if i wanted a restraining order. My father the terrorist. I felt like i was in a horror movie and trying to escape the killer. I wish the killer were so anonymous. the novel is on hold for tonight. because i am drinking. and i don’t think that i can even get my mind off and into that realm i was in last night. check out my new link, This is Mines, it’s pretty interesting stuff.
on a different note, i kind of want this:
cuz who doesn’t want a monkey? and he’s a cuddler.
