Some things can’t be changed. McDonalds will always serve super greasy food no matter how “ healthy “ they claim to be. Texas will always feel like a convection oven in the summer. Those creepy booths in the mall will never fail to try to make you use their latest hand lotion from some special deep-sea location. Toms shoes will sadly always be over priced even though they do help little kids is Africa, or some other far away land. The sun will always rise, and the moon will always set. The seasons will always come and go in the exact same order, even though I desperately wish winter would just disappear. We can wish, hope, want, and pray that parts of our lives will alter, but ultimately some things are set in stone; like take who your parents are for example.
Yesterday I received and angry phone call from the Mother saying I left a candle burning in my room and the house was obviously going burst into flames because of it. She promptly removed all flammable things from my room and told me I was to have no more… apparently at 19 I am not yet responsible enough to own a candle. Little does she know I still have my lighter… muhahaha.
My mother may always think the world is ending, and that I am going to die every single time I get into the car, but deep down inside ( and I mean DEEP down) I know it’s because she loves me and wants to make sure I stay out of harms way.
Having to be home by 11:30 or 12:00 while I am 19 sucks. Most people my age have a late curfew, if they have one at all. While my friends constantly tell me to just not come home or not to listen to her, I just can’t. She is inside of my head and I am deathly afraid her wrath. ( you would be too)
So I am not gonna lie, it pisses the heck out of me when my so called best friend doesn’t understand why I can’t go to the lake with her for a couple of days because my mother wont let me go. I am tired of fighting with her. All that negative tension it causes could light up Dallas for a week and it’s not worth it. I know she’s crazy sometimes, but she gave birth to me, raised me, and made sure I always had what I wanted. So go ahead and be mad at me when I can’t do things. See what if care.
Some things can’t be changed, but I know attitudes can.
Yesterday I received and angry phone call from the Mother saying I left a candle burning in my room and the house was obviously going burst into flames because of it. She promptly removed all flammable things from my room and told me I was to have no more… apparently at 19 I am not yet responsible enough to own a candle. Little does she know I still have my lighter… muhahaha.
My mother may always think the world is ending, and that I am going to die every single time I get into the car, but deep down inside ( and I mean DEEP down) I know it’s because she loves me and wants to make sure I stay out of harms way.
Having to be home by 11:30 or 12:00 while I am 19 sucks. Most people my age have a late curfew, if they have one at all. While my friends constantly tell me to just not come home or not to listen to her, I just can’t. She is inside of my head and I am deathly afraid her wrath. ( you would be too)
So I am not gonna lie, it pisses the heck out of me when my so called best friend doesn’t understand why I can’t go to the lake with her for a couple of days because my mother wont let me go. I am tired of fighting with her. All that negative tension it causes could light up Dallas for a week and it’s not worth it. I know she’s crazy sometimes, but she gave birth to me, raised me, and made sure I always had what I wanted. So go ahead and be mad at me when I can’t do things. See what if care.
Some things can’t be changed, but I know attitudes can.
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