I wrote a song, I wrote a song for you.

Upon writing this blog I inform you that previously I read my sister's blog.
Truer words were never spoken. (with the exception of 'the universe was fucked by the human condition' and 'DAMN YOUSA SEXY BITCH)

My mother has been overtly influential in my life.
For a while I've been wanting to start writing again, I missed being able to express myself, until recently where I found inspiration & started writing.
I found the inspiration in my mother.
But not the mushy inspiration, more the "quick, she's about to shit on our parade again, get out your umbrella" type.

My story will show the same angst, prejudice and unnecessary anger between family members that I experience.


Fuck, sometimes I think my mum still has the mindset of a 4 year old.
Go throw a tantrum, numpty.

T_T

<3 a tired, angry effy.