saitaina | All I wanted…

Originally published at Memoirs of a Nobody. You can comment here or there.

was one fucking day to be happy. One day where I didn’t feel alone, didn’t feel cold, didn’t feel empty.

I wanted one day where my mother would actually sit down for two fucking hours and remember she has a daughter, not just a house to clean or bills to pay. I wanted someone to talk to, something to make me smile…

Instead I get an empty house, one that is so silent my footsteps are starting to echo, a half full bottle of gin with nothing to mix it with, and a handful of cats that stare at me like I’m possessed when I start to cry.

Happy fucking birthday to me…