everytime i come back to my grand Father house, i was like :"damn, how can my grand father keep living like this?"
Every time i get there, i always suppose to cry, but i aint show it, ya know. i just love my grand father, so much
every time i visit my grand, he always tell me his health which aint never get well...and it's true, and i feel like i can't do anything 4 him but stay there, listen to him carefully, damn, i just wanna help but i cant.....I tell him to do some simple exercise, but nah~ he cant......oh my grand father, i'm sorry...
he ask me about my study, and i'm like :"it's ok, grand"....nah~ i just said that to make him fine but it's not ok....and i always feel shame when i lie him
and every time i sit down there listen to him, i remember the time we go out like a true grand father and son.....we fix the car for other people to gain some little money for our life, we drive in those car around the town, you told me about the life, the thing that a 3-year-old-lil' boy interested in most.....you show me the world out side the car-windown
wow, it's hard to get well 4 a man who've lost his lover, and since the death of my grand mother, he seem like to get stuck in the world of his own, never going out, never do anything but stay and thinking....shit.....if i'm god, ima get my grand mother back, the grand mother who always carry out 4 a kid who don't have his front tooth
damn, write to this, i feel like something in the air gona make me cry, damn, damn,damn!!!!!!!!!
there's something stuck in my throat, shit!!!!
i think ima stop and write down my feeling later, shit man!!!!!!!!! NO FUCKING CRY HERE!!!!!!
Grand father, you aren't the best, but you r diffrent from the rest
Fuck, Miss it again, i swear the fucking god that i aint never play it again, and again!
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