God I miss my mom so much>.< She's still alive by the way o.o It's just last year before she got a job she would be the one to pick me up from school and I would tell her everything that went wrong in my day and I would feel better. This year my dad picks me up and it was okay I mean I didn't think anything of it at first, but man, my dad is never not lecturing me>.< I can't say anything without a speech and I mean, yeah, you should listen to your parents lectures, but every day, all day, is a little too much for me to handle. I miss my mummy picking me up from school! Nowadays I see her for maybe less than an hour on a good day because she's usually tired from work>.< So killjoys, the moral of the story here, is to love your mummies and be thankful for them^.^ I know sometimes it can be frusterating but just think of the wonderful things you have with her:) If you don't have one just think of your gaurdian and how much they sacrafice for you and all your friends and such:3 Well, I don't know, actually, what this blog is for. This was more of something I just needed to get off my chest but turned into a story with a moral xD You killjoys are awesome and I feel I can tell you anything:3
Stay beautiful, Keep it ugly,
~Silent Screams
