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Parents

One day they were young, just like I am now.
One day they were just humans like everybody else, allowed to make the most terrible mistakes.
And then they had kids, they became parents, responsible for the existence of ANOTHER human beings.

But they're still human, they still make mistakes, that's ok when you learn that the most interesting characters in your life don't exist actually.

Father, it is ok now. I recognize your mistakes, I'm just waiting for your apologizes, my heart has been hungry for it for years!

Mother, you're still a saint for me, a hurt saint and it hurts me even more. It makes me so fucking angry sometimes, but it is not your fault at all.

There is no one to be blamed, expect for the one who can't get down on his knees admitting his own mistakes, touching the same ground we feel under our feet. And even though I can't hate you at all, I hate myself sometimes for raising my expectations everyday. As my father, I believe you were supposed to save me from it, because I'm a moron begging for help.

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