Beauty at it's Purest

Beauty at it's Purest

Friday, April 9, 2010

       The man I'm with may be slowly slipping through my fingers; why? Have'nt figured yet. Maybe he doesn't understand when your pregnant your hormones are amped up. Or maybe he's tweeking out over becoming a father in September? I suppose I'll just wait it out.  Another secret being hid from me rewards in my dissapearance. Maybe I'll head North and watch the snow fall in the winter... Shady is hopefully a thing of the past. I couldn't bare having my heart being deystroyed again; although it is still in recovery of my father walking out on me, and my mothers abuse towards me. I'm at the point in life at such a young age to have no one to turn to but God himself. Even that is hard to do for me after all the mistakes I have not admitted to. I blamed God for alot. But for what reason? He didn't make my dad leave, or make my mother raise a hand to me. He gave man the will to obide by his own rules. If you ever read my blog, you'll have to understand I'm writing from my heart. No where else. I do not pre-write or check over what I write. I just write to get it off my mind. Also my thoughts are scattered, therefore so will my blogs.

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