Saturday, May 23, 2015

es la curación

I'm trying my best to keep her wound clean. It looks a lot better these days. The first week I was cleaning it. I saw blood. I thought I was going to pass out. I don't like the sight of blood. I had no choice. When I first saw her wound. I wanted to cry. I know she was in a lot of pain. I got no one else to help me. The lazy ass won't do it. All he does is complain about no food in the house. I haven't clean up any mess. He complains. Im tired. I work all day and he sits on his lazy ass. Yes I'm complaining about him. i don't get any sleep at night cause I could hear the damn tv through the walls. I should be sleeping I got to get up in a few hours. No sleep again.


I'm always thinking about you. When I get up in the morning and before I go to sleep. You are always in my dreams. ❤️

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