- 7 years ago, December 31, 2010 my heart 💔 was crushed and my 🌎 world flipped upside down and all around. It was the day that I started my decent into 🙅 not caring weather I lived or died because it was the day that the matriarch, the ✊ rock, the glue of my 👪 family, my mommy MaryAnn Josephine DiGiacomo was taken. For the longest time I was bitter. My mommy only knew me as the wanna be gangster I portrayed. The lazy bum, loser 👎 who expected everything to be handed to him due to a misplaced sense of entitlement. She didn't witness me go to college, work and become a man. My heart ❤️ has yet to heal and probably never will. I miss my mom so much. I never would have been homeless at a few points in my life. I seriously doubt I would have went to multiple rehabs and would not have had 5 stints in a psych hospital (where I met female mistakes!) I miss her so much. The old adage of: You never know how much they mean till they are gone. Truer words have never been written!
Sunday, December 31, 2017
Mom
Sunday, December 17, 2017
Tuesday, December 12, 2017
Reality is that..
I don't really see me making it to 36 in April, which is four months away. I just really don't care anymore. I rather go out like I thought I would when I was younger and fantasied about. A hail of gun fire, a shoot out with the police. Nothing to really live for anymore. Trey iX № 4 mE!
Friday, December 08, 2017
For What It It Is Worth
Lot of thinking lately and I am looking at past relationships and do realize where I was wrong. Why I ended up in jail and what led to it. I don't hold any grudges and though a part of me would like to tell this person I am sorry (cant due to legal reasons) for what it is worth, what I did to hurt said person, I truly am sorry. At the time we met I was in a bad place and we rushed. I will let it be. Only writing this out to get it out of me. Amore Sempri.
Sunday, December 03, 2017
Saturday, December 02, 2017
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