Older Women
I have a lot of care for them. My dad is around their age. I wish I could visit people or something like that. Too bad not much is gone on online, yet. I was gonna just post pix of me in a wig, even though my hair seems to have grown back in.
I hate how people make fun of kids with older parents. They act like the younger 1s are for them.
I hate how people make fun of kids with older parents. They act like the younger 1s are for them.
Dreams
I remember I was at the roller blading rink surrealy in the New Orleans area where I used to live. There were weird like life and death things it felt. Someone was coming to take 1 of us to record with her, someone I knew upbeat and exciting. I kept positioning myself along the side. Someone exciting and mush with real read hair or wig, curly, came and I hid or something. Later I was on a bridge over it with some girls cozying. I felt set apart, otherwise.
Lost Dream
There was a little girl with soft light|blonde curls in her hair. I kept waking up like twice insistently, and she was like between my legs softly walking down an aisle at church. Musta been 4. I took a nap yesterday. Perhaps I will run across this post..
Upset
A sister of a girl in the social group passed away last time we had group when she came home.
1st, they said 2 things that were funny. They said, "Do you know what mass (church) is?" If you don't know where that's seated, then you're off like a coocoo bird. Then, "Do you know about funerals?" Now, in church, everyone says there's lots of funerals. The last 1 really did it. They said you can express your anger in the form of poetry. What's that, from others the story of my life?
1st, they said 2 things that were funny. They said, "Do you know what mass (church) is?" If you don't know where that's seated, then you're off like a coocoo bird. Then, "Do you know about funerals?" Now, in church, everyone says there's lots of funerals. The last 1 really did it. They said you can express your anger in the form of poetry. What's that, from others the story of my life?