I sometimes wish I was found fully formed under some damp rock. No roots, no family. It's such an unnecessary cross to bear, these members that impose their presence on you throughout, talking talking, thinking they have the right to comment on whatever you do, helping themselves to you. Parasites.
I'm not going into one of my rants about how I need space and silence ( which I do), and how much I dislike most of the general public. I'm just saying.
Sometimes no family is better than a shit one.
Friday, December 4, 2009
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