« Yesterday, all my troubles seem so far away » but they do not. They stick at me to be sure they are the closest they can. Actually, I woke up at 3:30 this morning, after a bad dream about one of my "problems".
Yesterday was fuckin' sunday, another boring day. Today it is fuckin' monday. I hate them for over 30 years now.
I feel dirty, like a trash bag lost under the snow for six months.
Summer shows up once in a while here. Yesterday was one of those days. It was feeling 28°C outside with a...
Finally, there is something coming in front, a redundant thought: I lost my families; all of them.
My father died over twelve years ago.
His succession brought pain and selfishness in all families.
My sister tried to sue me to get the entire legacy.
My mom looked a this and did nothing to help us in this hard and painfull situation.
My father's family have stolen thousands of dollars and wanted more.
My mother's family wanted their share as well.
I became a puppet.
I sent them all to hel...