Too much American film made me believe in soul mate and stuff. I want to believe that when I met K I taught I had found mine. It's had to believe but I guess unknowingly, I forced myself on him. And am just realising it, but does that change the fact that it is unfair to my children NO. Am just a selfish self centered human being as their father is. (Would have written son of a bitch, but my mum isn't a bitch, she is too sweet).
So anyways, am in a BRT bus writing shit and all, but thinking how beautiful the world is with diverse set of humans.
The outcome of my today, should be a lesson of the Wonders of the Almighty Saviour.
JUST IN: " are you high on drugs or just solid waste"
Later peeps
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