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I purposely forgot about

Loving anyone

Cause I'm the only one who has

Who has been stepped upon



I'll crawl back into my cave

That's how I'll make it



Wishing all the best for you

And now I will say goodbye

Cause all the shit that we've been through

Put wisdom in my eyes



So walk away, don't turn around

Cause I won't be standing here

Cause all the lies that I've been living through

Are becoming very clear

Tragic it seems, to be alone again......





I hate drama and bullshit, but I absolutely have to bitch about this.



My parents have a newfound "higher lifestyle" now. They used to be laid-back mellow "good ole' country folks" that I grew up knowing.



Now they had some things in life change, I guess for their better. Surely not for mine.



Talk about

"Lifestyles of the RICH and non-famous"

Money has now went to their head.

And every minute of it pisses me off to no end.



It went from damn good Southern Country Cooking - grab a paper plate, everything you need, and everyone pile on the sofa to eat and watch a movie.



Now, if we even eat dinner at all, maybe once a week we sit at the table for "family dinner" ACT LIKE RICH FUCKTARDS!!!!!! and glasses of wine next to entirely-too-high- priced plates of total CRAP that we would have never eaten before-- if it wasnt Slaughtered cow that we raised, or deer that we shot, or fish that we caught! Nows its top of the line shit (especially from other countries) FUCK THIS SUCKS!



I think I'd rather starve!



They are selling this house in the country (where our nearest neighbor is at least a half an acre away...... to the damn city or whatever where the neighbors can stick their hand out the window and touch the side of the house.



The house we're in now is NICE. It's settle, peaceful 4 bedroom 2 bth. not bad.

Now they're selling this house for a 4 or 5 bedroom 3 bath 2-story on the water somewhere in SUBURBIA HELL!!!!!!!!



They are trading in the country lifestyle for the dreaded Richy-Style.



Someone shoot me NOW!!



They are moving to where I can't have my dogs. To where I'll be 100%% UN FUCKING HAPPY the whole time. Fuck that!

I'd rather live under a damn bridge, at least I can have my dogs with me!



Money doesn't fuckin make the man, but in this case, It's now taken hold of my parents.



FOR FUCK SAKE: I barely ever speak to my parents.

But once in a blue moon, I need to talk to my mom about something in my life.

She's always tooo busy. Always to worried about what my son wants, or too busy talking to everyone else, to even stop for 5 minutes to hear what I have to say....... And I'm fuckin tired of it. So now it always ends in a bad fight, because she'll never take the time to listen to me, on the rare occasion that I actually want to speak to her.....



(and they wonder why I board myself up in my room and never come out and speak to them)



My dad and I are not ever on any kind of speaking terms....ever. I'm not exaggerating this either. We have a strong dislike for each other. So my ever talking to him about anything is completely out of the question.



I cant deal with this. I really cant. I may still see my parents and my son everyday, but its different.







It's like I'm alice in wonderland on the wrong side of the looking glass.

I'm too far away from them, I can't reach them, I'm nowhere near them.

I've gotten pushed back by this family for so long now, I barely exist to them.

They barely ever pay any attention to me at all....especially when I need them the most.



I always claimed to be lonely cause I never had any real friends.

I guess I never really knew what lonely was untill my family slipped away. No friends or family now. Lonely is an understatament.



Kids turn to drugs these days not because of popularity, but because of family problems.



Now I can honestly say I've walked in their shoes, I can no longer look down on that, as I have stepped into the same situation. I now know where they're comming from, why they do it, how they feel.

JOHNNY CASH

"Folsom Prison Blues"



I hear the train a comin'

It's rolling round the bend

And I ain't seen the sunshine since I don't know when,

I'm stuck in Folsom prison, and time keeps draggin' on

But that train keeps a rollin' on down to San Antone..

When I was just a baby my mama told me. Son,

Always be a good boy, don't ever play with guns.

But I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die

When I hear that whistle blowing, I hang my head and cry..



I bet there's rich folks eating in a fancy dining car

They're probably drinkin' coffee and smoking big cigars.

Well I know I had it coming, I know I can't be free

But those people keep a movin'

And that's what tortures me...



Well if they freed me from this prison,

If that railroad train was mine

I bet I'd move it on a little farther down the line

Far from Folsom prison, that's where I want to stay

And I'd let that lonesome whistle blow my blues away.....