Sunday, October 05, 2008
i don't know how my mom takes it.
all of those self-absorbed comments, all of those snide digs at her singing. hello, i don't care if you sing well or what, your attitude truly sucks sometimes.
quit being such a snotty ass at karaoke, stop all that should-i-join-a-competition musing, quit giving her singing lessons and putting her down while complimenting yourself. fuck, what shit person says things like, 'oh, this song is really hard, with all the twists in pitch. if you sing ah, sure all over the place one.' and looking smug cause you think you've totally mastered the song.
seriously, shut up. god.
and mom, stop humbling yourself and fluffing his ego just because he's your husband.
all of those self-absorbed comments, all of those snide digs at her singing. hello, i don't care if you sing well or what, your attitude truly sucks sometimes.
quit being such a snotty ass at karaoke, stop all that should-i-join-a-competition musing, quit giving her singing lessons and putting her down while complimenting yourself. fuck, what shit person says things like, 'oh, this song is really hard, with all the twists in pitch. if you sing ah, sure all over the place one.' and looking smug cause you think you've totally mastered the song.
seriously, shut up. god.
and mom, stop humbling yourself and fluffing his ego just because he's your husband.
can you hear the soft swoosh of the butterflies' wings. 1:14 PM.
