but it's not--it just keeps coming into my mind--why our house? why my jewelry? why things that yanked my heart out? this sucks. just sayin'--not liking this in any way, shape or form. interfering with my life, my thoughts, my dreams, my plans; don't like hating people but I hate the robbers. I really, really do. with every fiber of my being. If I could get my hands on them, I'd throttle them, and then I would call the law. but first the throttling. then, behind bars for them/him/him and her/her. the faceless villians at this point. Just wish I had a face. wish I had a reason. wish I could understand this whole mess. you come into my house and turn my life upside down and then you run away, you cowards. Grrrrr.
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