Saturday, July 29, 2006
I don't want to go to church.
I can't believe I'm letting myself get pushed around.
I know
her temper,
she doesn't know mine.
Therefore she believes she can get her own way everytime; and cajole and force me to play the bloody piano for her.
Mom's right.
"You
MUST learn."
Learn how to bloody say no.
i grabbed your attention;
