Still Thinking About It in meh...

  • Sept. 3, 2015, 3:25 p.m.
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I’m sure they aren’t like that everyday. I mean, I would have never thought they argued by the way everything seems so alright. I keep thinking about her and tears come to my eyes.

I know what it’s like to feel like you don’t have a place anywhere, with anyone. When I think about my daughter, my daughter had a place and she took advantage of it and my patience. Those that need help, I’m willing to do what I can.

That entire situation hurt me and to see her just so small and so frustrated and sad broke my heart. So I did my part. I got the information and passed it along. I asked him if he was seriously open to it because you know, some folks are like yeah I’ll do it and then talk all kinds of shit about it. I’m not trying to be in anyone’s business. I was dragged into it because I would not have felt right leaving this baby out by herself.

At least she now knows that she has people looking out for her.

Peace, love and light where chaos, indifference, and darkness can dwell…

Kindest regards, (again,)
Sister


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