blandy

all week, daddy has called me blandy. then he laughs. idont know what it means but idont like it when he laughs that way at me. usually he does that when i say something he didnt understand. its okay. thats daddy 4 u.

last night mommy asked me which its better to be, stupid or ugly. or which would i rather be. and i said probably both. she said she thought so. but i was only joking. but she didnt get my joke. she just nodded and i think she was crying. a lot of crying these days. tears all around the clock. the crying weeping clock.

if time had eyes
they would never be dry