6 a.m. that huge ball in the sky over the east coast ocean,
down there with your lover, my own wow.
The death of John John. no text.
As if you are the only one experiencing it
6 a.m. that huge ball in the sky over the east coast ocean,
down there with your lover, my own wow.
The death of John John. no text.
As if you are the only one experiencing it
Your posts tend to be a little ‘cryptic’, Daze…
Not saying that’s a bad thing…you’re just hard to comprehend sometimes.
But you certainly have rhythm to your posts, I’ll give you that.
hmmmm, my father.
Worried. Matthew.
forever looking
all my life
Okay…
Now you’re just posting like a Chinese Fortune cookie! 
Worried it will happen to you?
your daughters?
Sorry, worried what will happen to my daughters?
I hate to hear about death, I want to live you know? Do you have any kids daze? I have a nine year old daughter but my ex is interfering with my visiting her.
ahhh, no comment.
Men many times have to fight for their rights,
had big billboard here for fathers,
been taken down,
but it was huge impact.
So let me get this straight you didn’t know your dad?
My dad was pretty mean growing up, but we still talk.
thanks for the reply. I just pensive about it.
Yeah, we have good relationship, all my addictions though.
He’s the best scrabble player, Jeopardy t.v. that exists.
I’m going to get a cigarette and a coffee refill I woke up out of bed very late today. I’m glad to hear from you
The memories of my father are more of fear because he would hit my sister and I even in highschool he hit us. So it’s hard to be nice to the guy now a days…
mmm, yeah, many unresolved issues.
How is your sister? Needs to not follow.
My sister is getting better. She has her kids and her husband and she can get mean sometimes but I’ve never seen her hit the kids. I don’t talk to her often even though she lives in my hometown, she doesn’t really speak to my dad who lives in new mexico or let him see her kids at all.
I have father issues too. All my living siblings claim he beat them. He only spanked me once. He took me fishing, taught me to play chess, taught me how to run a yard sale. All these good things but, he snapped and murdered his ex-girlfriend. Now I am completely confused. Do I still love my dad because he was good to me? Do I hate him because he murdered a woman? btw, he was shot dead by police. Classic Greek Tragedy.
I write often to prisoners, I don’t get it either.
Hate the impulsiveness of us. Read The Reader, and saw the movie.
You’d like it maybe.
Geez that would dramatically change anyone’s life and family. I’m very sorry for your loss.