Thursday, June 11, 2009


I’m trying to remember what it felt like before I knew what was going on. you know when you’re like 7 years old and finally understand that things suck. …I think I always knew.

I knew my parent’s couldn't love each other. And I knew that the peach marker was in no way, the right color for our skin tone. I don’t know where this is coming from…

You see, I still used the peach marker, because I had to use something. And I still got mad at my parents for fighting, even though I knew they needed to.

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