Today I went to Shiprock. Although that's where I'm from, it sure doesn't feel like home anymore. Maybe because my 'family' members are almost gone. I went to see my mom, she wasn't there. My nephew and his ghetto gang were there, I left.. they were busy throwing their little rez signs.. If you asked me, they are bunch of idiots thinking they're tough.
In my opinion: People that are tough are the ones that work and live a righteous life. They are the one's that make the world go roun'. Scumbags like that live off weak fragile people, like my mom. And we are raising my nephew's son, because he is too 'fragile' in a sense of stupidity to take care of his son and family. His wife works double shifts just to take care of him, her daughter and her siblings. Hats off to her. They are just on my nerves right now... Especially seeing 'our' old house..it's full of trash and junk.. junk cars.. O it's filthy nasty there..
It's very cold and gloomy out.. it rained early this morning, then it snowed by noon time.. then windy.. so ick!
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