Happiness Is

10-16-2009 Friday

Today I go home without seeing the bitch and I thought to myself, 'this is how things are supposed to be. This is satisfaction. This is peacefulness. This is happiness to me.'

The useless bitch went to the doctor again and my gramma was left at home. Alex drove me home so we had lunch together, another delicious meal prepared by the best granny anyone could ever ask for. After eating, we watched TV and I am glad, really glad, that I have experienced this again. Going home to my gramma, just my gramma alone. No stinking bitch lying on the floor, sleeping at 12 in the afternoon after probably just waking up a couple of minutes earlier. No lazy bitch a few inches away from the TV, manipulating the goodamn remote control. No stupid, jobless bitch. What a peaceful sight.

It has been awhile since I went home without seeing her and I suddenly missed those times when she's not at the house.I suddenly realize one thing today: Happiness is being without a mother was never been. Happiness is her being gone. Happiness means going home and not seeing her. Happiness is...

Well, forget it..a couple of minutes later, while we watch TV, the bitch arrived and my happiness is gone. Hell, how the fuck can she go home safe? She arrives and was blabbing about stuff I don't really give a fuck about. I rolled my eyes at Alex, who shrugged, kissed me goodbye and left. I have nothing else to do so I went to bed. I'd rather deal with a nightmare while I sleep, than be awake and see her. Hell, nooo.

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