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i spent until about 4 or so AM fighting with bi-a. already? yes! and thus goes the usual flow of relationships for heathyr.
then, i spent from 4:30 AM to about 7 AM studying, as for memorisation i need total silence, so had to wait until shiloh went to bed. however, got to fight about my malfuctions and intimacy issues instead. yay! 
so i did manage sleep; i got up at noon and then forgot i had to do journal entries for creative writing. did that, read the chapters/short stories for monday night. then, shiloh comes up to me with this huge poster-board, on which she drew: a mother and daughter human, mother and daughter koala's, and mother and daughter cheeta's. she also wrote this poem, which is damn good for an 8 year old. i'm typing it the exact way she wrote it out:
mother:
i love you, i love you
out of all the people i love,
i love you the most.
i love you from the sun,
to the very ends of the
vast universe, and
back again. i love you: mom.
you love me, your child: shiloh.
she loves me the most she said. so even though i don't provide her hours of video games and expensive restaurant food and trips like her dad does (even though i wonder just where mr. unemployed gets the money...), even though i am not virtual disneyland like he is, and i actually enforce rules, make her do homework, give her a bedtime, and the like ... she loves me the most. god, please let that never change, when she becomes a teen and probably hates me by default.
the most. i still haven't stopped smiling, yet.
my void does not want.
-- 2.13.61.
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