Once again, I've been thinking about my dad and my brother. My brother was born dead, nothing too complex to that besides the doctors never told me why he died!!!!!!!!He was supposed to be my older brother, he was born in April 1979 I think. Either way, my mom left my dad shortly after that because he got lazier, and lazier! But, when I was born, he only came to ONE of my birthday parties!!!!!!!!I wonder if he was turned off of me because I was a girl, and I wonder if I should feel bad, either way, I still love my brother, Joey, with all my heart and soul, and try to visit his grave at least every month, but my dad (or shall I say Michael) and Joey give me ways to sleep, cry myself to sleep
 Day_dreamer_3173_ · Sun Feb 27, 2005 @ 02:26am · 2 Comments |
