TBH,those scooters piss me off in Las Vegas traffic! Haha guess they're road legal but only hit around 50 mphno doggone excuses for my drinkin,,it's all on me and that's where the guilt comes in crumbling my self esteem like peroxide spilled on baking soda,it just foams until it changes it's down to basically nothing just a foam mess,why did Jon hafta do that? Why can't I get over it? Why's this so hard and im dwelling on it? Thought I was over it,I could put it in my head that he was a selfish little shite and didn't care,about us for doing that I mean who does that?? Gives me the creeps,when I was at my dad's I kept looking at that mountain,imagining him being taken out of there in a body bag while my poor dad and mom and the rest of the family were still searching but it was basically in my dad's back yard,what was he doing at the time? On the computer drinking coffee just thinking Jon was out being on a road trip searching for a more spiritual place to be?that's the first thing that crossed my mind,,I thought he was on a road trip,hitching a ride to somewhere else cuz he was way into the more spiritual side of life,,he had a garden he was planning out,I seen the drawings,he quit eating meat cuz he cared about the animals too much,I talked to hubs and my other brother just the other day about all this they both said I need to go on and get over it,Jon wouldn't want us to be sad,hubs was a bitch and said"he was fucked up and chose to do that" I was pissed off at that!! Jon was MY baby boy and Bobby knows that cuz when we first started dating Jonzo was always with us! Til I had Michelle and we made her the priority,plus my mom and dad got a divorce around the same time and dad took all the kids,dunno why I'm sharing all of this on a public forum I think I just need to get it out!! Going to my hometown around that anniversary just peeled off a,scan that had healed a bit,,then I said I'd go up in July for our tribes powwow which is the same month we had jobs
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