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~*Serenity*~ ~* I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, betwe

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She stands infront of me

This version of who I am…

Tears streak her face and she cries out. Please, please… I want to go home. Just take us home. Please, I’m not staying here.. I don’t like it here, I don’t want to be here anymore.

Why do you want to go home, what do you miss most about home?
“I miss my life, the pain that clouded her eyes, I have felt in my heart. Those four words I ripped into my heart. I miss my life, I hate it here. I want my friends, I want to be with my family again.. I want to go home. Please, you can have your friends back, our family.

When we were there you hated my job, you hated the hours I spent working to give to you. You hated the fact that you always had to be away from home at night so I could work. You hated going to your Aunts.
“I took it for granted.. I will never take it for granted again, Please listen to me”

Tears slipped from my eyes, my shoulders started to shake.
Baby, that is the harshest lesson we learn in life.. The hardest lesson for a child or an adult. It’s to late to change things and appreciate it when it is no-longer there, we can just learn to not have it happen again.

Your not listening to me.. You’re not hearing me. I want my family back. Call Anthony, Call Daddy, they will help us, they will bring us home.. Please. Mama please Covert is home, I hate Texas.. Anthony loves us..

There are things you don’t understand, tell me what it is you hate about here? How will we go home? Where will we live once were home? Going home does not mean going back to your old life. It doesn’t mean you pick up where you left off.. Baby, you can’t go back.. It is not possible to go back, you can only go forward.

NO, I won’t stay here, I will leave I will go anywhere but here. you don’t understand, I live my whole life there, all my friends my family.. My school. you don’t know what that feels like.

I calmly looked at this smaller version of myself, I closed my eyes.. Baby, I lived my whole life there, All my friends are there, everyone and anyone who truly loves me is there. I know what it feels like, I do understand. I want you to listen to me. There is more to things than me just wanting to hurt you.
Sit down.. I need to talk to you.
I want you to tell me what you hate. I want you to tell me why you hate it. I want you to tell me what you think moving back home will do how will it make you feel. Before you tell me. Anthony is not a part of us moving home. I know he has talked to you about it. I want you to talk to me.

the rest of the conversation involved many tears and all the truth a 13 year old could understand.. Today was an emotionally hard day for me. So many things hurt me today. This ripped my fuckin’ heart out.
Their Dad called today.. He is my best friend. He is always full of encouragement and support. Today, with all the things going on. The Exam, The person I have deep developing feelings for, the car, the everything. Their dad was very encouraging. I’m thankful for that and when he calls tonight to see how my exam went. I am sure I will cry, and I will talk to him about our children. I don’t know what to do.. I thought I was doing the right thing. I just don’t know anymore.



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~*Serenity*~ ~* I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, betwe

More Painful

than anyone knows.

And everyone thinks I pour out all my emotions. No, I keep a lot inside.

Yeah, tough day but I am a survivor. I am used to doing it alone, I’m used to being alone. Nothing, changes..

In the words from home..

I GOT THIS!!!

I love you!!!

::HUGS::

~*Serenity*~ ~* I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, betwe

That just made me cry.

I wanted so bad to hear someone tell me they loved me….. You know just to feel it… Haven’t been feelin’ the love lately..

I Love you Baby. Thank you.

Of course I love you!

Now stop crying before you make me cry too! :)

~*Serenity*~ ~* I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, betwe

Let's go get drunk

and dance our {I really can’t afford to loose much more} Asses off.

What do you say.

Hey, I meet a tat artist who said he would love to put his mark on my body..

I would love to drink with you!!!

Honestly, I’m already there tonight… Drink, drank, drunk.

And alone :(

bad combination!

Calissa needs to make space to play

I notice you haven't said any more on this.

I hope it worked out.

~*Serenity*~ ~* I love you as certain dark things are to be loved, in secret, betwe

She is still Hurt and angry

she doesn’t care at this point where we go, just out and away from Texas.

She wants to go home. I tried to talk to her yesterday about the next school she is to attend. She graduates the 8th this year and has to choose a high school.

Academy {not fond of here, it’s prestigious for little smart people} There are two others that are smaller and more what she would be comfortable in. Dulce, Ben Bolt.
She refused to even talk. I am going home mom, I will not go here for high school.

In ways things are becoming better, it’s not everyday. But, I do hear her and I hear her often… It just makes me cry, to see your child so unhappy and to feel their pain.

It will get better I know it will


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