Lamron's blog: "Lamrons Blog"

"Wasteland" Change my attempt good intentions Crouched over You were not there Living in fear But signs were not really that scarce Obvious tears But I will not Hide you through this I want you to help And please see The bleeding heart perched on my shirt Die, withdraw Hide in cold sweat Quivering lips Ignore remorse Naming a kid, living wasteland This time you've tried All that you can turning you red Change my attempt good intentions Should I, could I Here we are with your obsession Should I, could I Crowned hopeless The article read living wasteland This time you've tried All that you can turning you red but I will not Hide you through this I want you to help Change my attempt good intentions Should I, could I Here we are with your obsession Should I, could I Heave the silver hollow sliver Piercing through another victim Turn and tremble be judgmental Ignorant to all the symbols Blind the face with beauty paste Eventually you'll one day know Change my attempt good intentions Limbs tied, skin tight Self inflicted his perdition Should I, could I Change my attempt good intentions Should I, could I

seeing as this is my first blog and i don't really have anything to gripe aout i am going to go through the day i just experienced. It all started with me waking up at 6 am for work. i am the get up and go person.. so iget to work 3 minutes late... go to where i am working and start on my daily routine. i work with my stepfather so it's a pretty cushy job. i heard a rumor from my sister that he was going to take my car cause he can't afford to keep paying for his. which makes no sense since i am the one who bought my car.. i just needed a co-signer.. but anyway... i confronted him on it today as soon as i saw him... he said it was a lie and that he had no idea what i was talking about. ah well.. if he does try to take my car then he can go fuck himself. after that i endured 9 hours of hard labor and punched out for the day.. i get home to be greeted by 3 lovely kids and my gorgeous girlfriend. she was on her way out the door to go to work which leaves me here with the kids and to await the arrival of one of their fathers for the weekly visitation... "Awkward" ... anyways.. right before he comes over john.. the youngest boy.. comes up to me with green hands.. i look at him funny and then i hear him say "uh oh" ... so i'm all like.. "oh no you didn't" yep.. he did it.. just like any curious 4 year old he sticks his hands into his diaper and shows me what he did. i take a closer look at him and he has it all over.. i mean EVERYWHERE. I'm still new to this father figure thing... so i'm not exactly sure what to do. so i take him into the kitchen and lay him down on the hard floor avoiding any carpet and proceed to peel the diaper off of him. this stuff was radioactive green 100% liquid baby poop.. and man did it smell :P so i start wiping him down with th baby wipes... and guss my luck... i reach for he 4th wipe and THERE ISN'T ANYMORE LEFT!!!! now im running around the house lookin for refills... found em and completed the job... which brings me to the now. where i am completely bored and with nothing to do. 1 kid in bed. 1 kid gone for 2 day.. so 2 down.. one to go... w00t!