quietly screaming in a world full of silence.

disgusted by her as always.

nothing new in here.

said it's a given that i'll be here waiting.

we both know it's true because she could never do anything with such dire consequences.

so, continue to take it for granted.

i know i will.

even though thats not really my style.

in all honesty, i'm getting a little tired of it all.

the act of breathing is proving to be too tedious for me to handle.

i need something fresh and my dear boy, as much as i love you i fear you've gone stale.

but being the hoarding type grandmother that i am, i shall hold onto my musty smelling belongings so i can sit down them with them on a rainy afternoon and reminisce over so called better times.

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