Sum me up! that's what everyone loves to do. I must just be being angsty, am I pmsing? Wait, no, I know. I'm going through a phase. I'll change my mind a million times after this. 
This is the song that I think perfectly sums up the relationship between me and my mother:
Do I stress you out?
My sweater is on backwards and inside out,
And you say how appropriate.
I don't want to dissect everything today,
I don't mean to pick you apart you see
But I can't help it.
There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off,
Slap me with a splintered ruler.
And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already,
If only I could hunt the hunter.
And all I really want is some patience,
A way to calm the angry voice.
And all I really want is deliverance on high.
Do I wear you out?
You must wonder why I'm relentless and all strung out,
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary.
I'm like Estella,
I like to reel it in and then spit it out,
I'm frustrated by your apathy.
And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land,
If only I could meet the Maker.
And I am fascinated by the spiritual man,
I am humbled by his humble nature.
What I wouldn't give to find a soulmate,
Someone else to catch this drift...
And what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred on high...
Why are you so petrified of silence?
Here can you handle this?
Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines,
Or when you think you're gonna die?
Or did you long for the next distraction?
And all I need now is intellectual intercourse,
A soul to dig the hole much deeper.
And I have no concept of time other than it is flying,
If only I could kill the killer.
All I really want is some peace man,
A place to find a common ground.
And all I really want is a wavelength on high...
All I really want is some comfort,
A way to get my hands untied.
And all I really want is some justice, on high...
I think I would be a much more secure person if I had someone, ever, that was strong enough for me to lean on once in a while.
p.s. you have no idea how true the statements in bold are. She's always talking about her own death and looking for a new distraction. What healthy 38 year old makes talking aout there death a regular conversation piece?
This is the song that I think perfectly sums up the relationship between me and my mother:
Do I stress you out?
My sweater is on backwards and inside out,
And you say how appropriate.
I don't want to dissect everything today,
I don't mean to pick you apart you see
But I can't help it.
There I go jumping before the gunshot has gone off,
Slap me with a splintered ruler.
And it would knock me to the floor if I wasn't there already,
If only I could hunt the hunter.
And all I really want is some patience,
A way to calm the angry voice.
And all I really want is deliverance on high.
Do I wear you out?
You must wonder why I'm relentless and all strung out,
I'm consumed by the chill of solitary.
I'm like Estella,
I like to reel it in and then spit it out,
I'm frustrated by your apathy.
And I am frightened by the corrupted ways of this land,
If only I could meet the Maker.
And I am fascinated by the spiritual man,
I am humbled by his humble nature.
What I wouldn't give to find a soulmate,
Someone else to catch this drift...
And what I wouldn't give to meet a kindred on high...
Why are you so petrified of silence?
Here can you handle this?
Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines,
Or when you think you're gonna die?
Or did you long for the next distraction?
And all I need now is intellectual intercourse,
A soul to dig the hole much deeper.
And I have no concept of time other than it is flying,
If only I could kill the killer.
All I really want is some peace man,
A place to find a common ground.
And all I really want is a wavelength on high...
All I really want is some comfort,
A way to get my hands untied.
And all I really want is some justice, on high...
I think I would be a much more secure person if I had someone, ever, that was strong enough for me to lean on once in a while.
p.s. you have no idea how true the statements in bold are. She's always talking about her own death and looking for a new distraction. What healthy 38 year old makes talking aout there death a regular conversation piece?
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drstinkypants:
either way, she would be the best girlfriend i bet.
l_f:
Tough things that I am not writing here - It is easier to explain speaking than to type an e-mail. If you can call me, please do so - any time is ok..