whoa, i'm waiting for the breakdown (nothing feels good when it's under the gun)

i didn't realize when my dad died.

that my mom would forget about us as her children, and the things that are important to us.

that we loved our dad, despite his flaws, and that he still part of us, and so is his family.

that we don't need a new dad, but that we do need her investment in our lives still.

that my hometown is still my home, and i want it to stay that way.

that she'd love her new boyfriend the most, and that i'd get shafted.

it's been a crappy day.

- ella faye