Make friends with the cats!
She yells as she rushes out the door to go get her overly drunk boyfriend from the bar. The bar she just got back from with her 16 year old daughter. The very same bar that the daughter has been a frequent visitor at for the last 10 years. It's her first night back in town in 8 weeks. She's eager to show her mom her new clothes and get home and talk to her and stop missing her mommy. Her mom is eager to get her boyfriend here. Two calls to the boyfriend in the 8 minutes that they are home for, and she's already out the door again to go get her boyfriend. The daughter should have known it would be like this. Nothing has changed. Nothing ever will. She'll come second. She's the responsible one. Her mother is just a 17 year old teenage rebellion stuck in a 44 year old's life.
Figures.
Well folks.
I'm home. I'm finally back home.
I missed my room.
I miss my daddy.
I miss my brother.
It was heartbreaking saying goodbye to him.
My niece had the saddest conversation with me too.
Why do you have to leave? -Cara
Because I have to go home baby. -Sidney
Why do you have to go live there? -Cara
Because that's just where I live honeyy. -Sidney
Why can't you just live here forever with me? -Cara
I'm tired.
I need to sleep.
I wish I could see a few particular people RIGHT NOW.
Goodnight.
//sad.
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