134. Oh The Promises..
12:09 p.m. & Wednesday, Sept. 27, 2006


"Don't fucking speak to me like that, or I'll slit your fucking throat."

I didn't raise my voice. I didn't swear. I was on the phone doing her a favour and she's trying to tell me what to do and how to do it.

Mother, oh Mother; sometimes I just wish you'd bloody keep all those promises.


I want to remember What takes a lifetime to forget