its a whole another experience..to hear your mom cry...to know that she cries the same as you. with the same passion, with the same experience and with the same pain.
I thought things at home were good...atleast bareable...i mean..i should have figure it out. They dont share the same bed, one of them is almost never home, the dad you though was fateful, is seeing sumone else...find a bill for a hotel, really makes you think about...how fateful one is.
My mom asked me..."what do you think i should daniel? Please help me" and i told her "mom if your not happy, just leave"....
so whats it like to live a lie for 15 years? from the first day she put up with it you know...i mean shes not the type to speak HER MIND...and i guess in the end... she just couldnt take it
but where does that leave me...i have high school and college ahead of me...i dont need to think, about why my parents fight..i should be thinking about school, cars, graduating...
life is sumthing interesting...no matter how much kick and scream...you just cant change reality...
MYSOUL
-D. | 
