January 2009
i feel really sorry for some people. they dont know how good they could have it, and they throw it all away.
i feel like knowone in my family appreciates me. they are all stressed out when they get home, so i clean. i do their dishes they leave out. i clean up their mess of papers. i fold the blankets they leave on the floor next to the couch. i put back the pillows that they lazily kick off the couch at midnight and let the cat sleep on. i always offering to help with things. and i never get back what i...
it’s difficult when you’re caught in the middle of four things. one that you want to give a chance. one that you are pretty sure wont have a chance, but you keep wishing for it. one that you want to go back to. where it brings you to the roots of where your teenage life started to form. and one that you feel would work the best. but it could be lonesome. Decisions are difficult and...