Hello to those who care to read...i know my writing sucks but this is my life story...so it's kinda disordered....i was born in texas 17 years ago...i don't remember much of my childhood (makes me wonder what i'm repressing)...most of this is stories and a few things i remember....when i was in my first house i cut off my finger and smashed my cheek open...more on that later...it was in my first house that i met the love of my life...her name is rebekah dorff...she's one of my few memories...and by far the best...anyways i loved our first house because me and my sister had our very first best friend...our parents had a huge fallout after we moved...about religion sad ...we used to go to churches...but they ended up not liking us...after a while we moved to georgetown i smashed open my eyebrow...wasn't fun...my dad got laid off...we moved again this time to colorado...it was great...some serious memories....then we moved to florida for my grandmothers...one died of cancer...hence the reason i hate smoking...i've seen the after effects...the other one had a stroke...and we bought a house down there so we could take care of her...she ended up being taken my uncle and held for three years while he took all her money...after those three years we moved back to colorado...that's when he said that he was through with her and was gonna drop her off outside the hospital...and if no one picked her up then oh well...we came down to get her...we took her with us to colorado...i've been taking care of her for two years with my parents...this is mostly my current state...i'll answer any questions...cause i know i've been vague...
 Jojo_hamon · Mon Sep 14, 2009 @ 04:14am · 0 Comments |
