This Blog is about friday, i guess.
Remember the last blog I posted. Well As this title says: The Punches Keep On Comming.
The day that someone's family was sent to b***h me out was a bad day. It was my great nephews funeral (he was only like 5 months) and I couldn't go. Instead I was @ school being bitched @.
The same day my great Aunt died (not that nephews mother, but his mother's mother). But the plagues of some don't seem to change the outlooks of others. Its so dissapointing. Im not angry with those who made my worst day into Disasterous. I should be, because they continued to kick me when I was down, but I'm not. I am not because (like the last one of these said) I am not allowed to speak my mind, only say what people what to hear.
Its a very soul-eating thing, not being able to speak your mind, or even verbally defend yourself. All you can do is sheild your face, as the punches keep comming. It slowly eats away at you, and eats away at you some more until you can't really bare it anymore.
I hope that these things never happen to you. And if they do, you might understand how I feel. You might understand how it feels when The Punches Keep On Comming.
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