I am still too attached to the mocking past.
Strangers laugh and I wonder if they are laughing at me as they pass.
Suddenly I am the awkward boy again, worried the outer mantle of me has somehow worn thin. 13 more words
Many readers may know that recently people have decided to do a mock of throwback Thursday, and people have created flashback Friday.
Today I am doing flashback Friday, or flashback football, because this weekend I am attending Dakota’s final football banquet. 303 more words
By Francesca Chambers
Jonathots Daily Blog
Nearly seven years ago I began this daily essay called Jonathots–2,500 entries. I would like to dedicate today’s offering to all the little voices I have cried out into the wilderness. 166 more words
So I don’t think this often, only when she drinks a lot, which contradictory, happens a lot now that I think of it.
My mum, as I think I’ve mentioned in a previous post or two, she gets this attitude, where she is obviously angry, but turns it on you so it’s your fault and makes that she isn’t angry, and says so in such a way. 383 more words