It’s my fault if I decide to let these seeds grow.
It’s my garden. If I let her plant her seeds of doubt it’s my fault. It’s my fault if I feed into them and let them grow. Why am I awake worrying that she might be right? And why am I awake feeling badly that I let her cut me so deeply? Why?
Is she awake right now waiting for her man to come home? Is she worried that he’s stolen more money or that he’s messing around with some crackhead whore? Is she?
This is Aussie's Garden and I don't want your seeds. I'm afraid I'm going to have to ask you to leave!
not sure why my comments arent coming through anymore.