I know that this is just another Change in a life full of them, but sometimes little things that are so important like the places we live, and the materialistic things we put inside of them are not important, I have good memories here and It's a true fact that this is just bad timing for the house of cards to be falling apart, I am really angry and pissed off that all this suffering has been for naught and now I am faced with the dilemma of having to find a new place to live..I have options but the truth is.. I really don't want to go anywhere. the fact that all I am really hearing is silence thru a path of smoke and mirrors and I am unsure what the game is or the truth of the matter... I guess it will all come to a head at the end of the month when rent is required and we find out what's going on with everything, but right now I am very frustrated.. I fought very hard to keep this place... He chose it... He will be disappointed to find out I have moved.. this Is our home.. this is why I have suffered in silence without complaint for many many months... If i had known this would have been the end game i'd have left and disappointed from here a long time ago... why sacrifice everything to always come home to an empty house.. and Now I don't even have that. I don't want to Fuckin Move... sick of being a nomad... every goddamn time i find peace and set down roots i am violently uprooted... why bother trying anymore...
Current Mood: Sad, Angry.
Home is a notion that only nations of the homeless fully appreciate and only the uprooted comprehend
Current Mood: Sad, Angry.
Home is a notion that only nations of the homeless fully appreciate and only the uprooted comprehend
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