This beautiful woman is coming to Jacksonville and I’m totally going. And tix are only $20. :)))))))))
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Wow thanks. This means a lot to me. SM has been really sucky but now that I’ve gotten a good handle on it, it’s a lot easier. There are still times when it creeps up on me but it’s easier to deal with. I’m glad I inspire you and I hope you do do better. Thanks for the birthday wish. It’s been a pretty awesome one. :)
My grandfather just died. I found out from my cousin’s Facebook status. I didn’t expect to be upset but I kind of am. When I was a kid, before my father died, he was a big part of my life and I loved him. After he decided he didn’t want to be a part of my life anymore, that hurt and I got angry. Really pissed. And finding out he’s dead only because my cousin posted it on her Facebook is exactly why I hate that side of my family.
But I guess I still feel a little upset because he was still part of my family and all those good times in Amish country he took us to all come flooding back. I did use to love the guy and I guess I thought that they could happen again. Now that he’s dead, there’s absolutely no possibility no matter how many apologies are given, no matter what happens, those times will never come back. It’s hard to wrap my head around
I hate it when people try to tell me how to raise my kid. Went to Thomas’s school yesterday for a parent-teacher conference. I wanted to punch this woman in the face. Yes I know he comes to school a little down sometimes and doesn’t want to interact with the other kids in class or participate in lessons, sometimes he doesn’t want to talk to me either. He’s a human being that has little mood changes every now and then. Sometimes he’s a happy kid who loves everything and everyone and sometimes he sad because he misses his mom or he’s angry at her or something. And when I tell her about his birth mother, she has the balls to tell me I should get him some help. Wait a minute bitch, I did my job and got him the help that he needs. I’m paying $400 a month to get this kid the therapy and the help that he asked me for and needs. It’s not going to fix everything. There’s gonna be things that make him a little anti-social because he’s a 6 year old kid trying to figure out things in his life. I did my job. He talks to his therapist, he talks to me, he talks to my roommates. Just because he has his bad days doesn’t mean I’m being a bad parent and not doing everything I can to help this kid.
Tell me how to raise my kids and I will hit you in the fucking mouth.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY THOMAS!!!!!
You’re 6 years old. Damn how fast time goes by. I swear you were just 2 yesterday just learning how to use the toilet and now you’re doing times tables at the desk my mom bought you before we moved to LA. It’s so weird to think of how much you’ve grown right before my eyes and I never notice until you’re one year older.
Kid, you’ve been through some rough times in your short little life but you don’t have to worry about anything anymore. As annoying as me, Jimmy, Katy and the babies are, you will always have us around. No one’s going anywhere. You can count on that. I don’t think any of us would know what to do if you weren’t here a part of this family…
Enjoy being 6, buddy. Take it one day at a time. Before we both know it, you’ll be driving away to college somewhere and be out on your own. (I secretly dread those days. I wanna hold my little man forever).
Happy Birthday. I love you more than you will ever ever ever know. Thanks for being the most awesome kid I’ve ever met.
I love you.