So I come home today after cleaning my cousins Barber shop for some cash money, I came home, and to avoid my mom, I got in the shower. While I proceed to wash the dishes she slams down 2 pieces of white computer paper on which with red ink she’d scribbled down a message addressed to me. I’m confident I now know what being served with divorce must feel like.

#1) Find a job (Feb 1st)
#2) Be in school
#3) Pay Robert and Vanessa (the author of this document that I received today) the monies invested:
– treatment (200)
– Insurance (130)
– Gas (170)
#4) Move out June 1st .
#5) Oh! and for five, she provided me with the address to my DaDS house .

Just when I was beginning to welcome in the New Year !


A little free verse for cousin IT

I hope you rot in hell.
I hope you and whom ever validates your way of thinking rot in hell.
I can genuinely say you disgust me.
I can genuinely say, I am okay with my feelings.

To look at someone and not acknowladge them.
To talk wrongly of those whom confide in you.
To assumme of those you claim to trust.
To judge of those you claim to love…

…But maybe, thats just it…
people like you don’t love.
Do you?

To hear my sister explain the scene which you have walked passed her failing to acknowladge her,
Hate fills my heart  knowing that her heart has just been sunk by the exact hate.
A hate that only people like you could cause.

Please, do tell, what does it do for you?
Do you fell like a badass?
Are you what people call “The shit”…
Because I Think I have a feeling where they are all going with that one…

Point is,
I do not write to you as a ‘family member,’ because your actions have proved you don’t have the slightest grasp on the concept.
But I write to you as:

A person you once claimed to love.
A person who once thought they could confide in you.
A person who when came into your presence, found it only right to acknowladge you.

I do not at all try to understand your life circumstances,
I do not try to make them my own.
I Have grown enough to understand that every indivual is simply…An individual.
I respect indivuality because I know that, I myself am a character all my own.

And like anybody, you do have plenty admirable traits that only you could pass on, as I hope you will.
But there is more to you then the traits that I admire.
Besides that, I’ve seen the cruelness that lies within that ginormous head of hair.

It saddens me that when you connect with people, I find it overwhelmingly insincere.
When you ask for help, I figure you are desperate.
I have no idea what your genuine is…

My purpose was to not only make you feel like shit you are but I want you to see the effect you have had on those whom have come in direct contact with you.
If you can’t count on your family to be at your funeral….
Who else do you expect to show?

Well.. Good night!
I think I’ve sucessfully exhausted myself.
I love You.
And I wish you didn’t suck so much. The end.

Living and Loving as an Introvert

Although I can come off very social at times, I too an an introvert. this artile reminds me why i love who i am growing to be


good advice

*stands up*

*shuffles nervously*

*clears throat*

Hello. My name’s Ruth and I am an introvert.

Would you believe that it has taken me 31 years to say that?

Most of those years have been taken up with saying other things. No, I’m not anti-social. No, I’m not shy. No, it’s not that I hate people, or that I hate you, or that I’m a badly brought up Awkward Annie.

I’m just an introvert.

View original post 1,490 more words

Existentialist Realisations

You do not know why you’re here and frankly I dont quite understand why i am here either. Once you can truly except the ideology of “I do not know,” can you be okay with the idea being lost, Getting lost in the mix of the world is invetable, so except the fact that the world is not just painted in black and white, things are not always right or wrong…theres millions of possibilities and an infinite number of perspectives so get lost and find your own .