My dad flew in today. Self explainitory. My mom and brother have been treating me like s**t because of it. They're trying to look good in front of him so they'll get what they want. I'm sick of it. My brother keeps hitting me and pinching me, grabbing and punching my ******** tit. My mom took my brother's side when he said that I locked him out of the house for the whole day. No. It was more like an hour. If even that. I was sick of his s**t and him bringing ten little ******** kids inside, so I locked them out so I could shower. Oooh. Big crime! [/end sarcasm].
Then they keep saying how they "can't wait until I graduate" so I'll be out of their hair. I can't wait until I graduate either. I can finally be with Pat and away from them. I'll finally be treated with the respect I deserve. I won't have to pretend that I believe in God, I won't be treated like s**t, I won't be hit or screamed at. I can't wait. It's going to be like if I died and went to heaven. Pat's my perfect guy, and I've never loved anybody before him. And I'll never love anybody else, ever. He's my man.
So. I'm pretty much sick of everybody but Pat. I haven't seen Brendan all summer. Wonder how he's doing. All my ex's that I've seen or had any contact with over the summer have been douches. Can't wait until they finally all leave me alone. I'm sick of them, too. I'm sick of all the people that call me their "friend" then they talk s**t about me behind my back, just like everybody else [except Pat]. I'm seriously just... Gah. I don't even know. I'm just so frustrated and depressed... I miss Pat.
Then they keep saying how they "can't wait until I graduate" so I'll be out of their hair. I can't wait until I graduate either. I can finally be with Pat and away from them. I'll finally be treated with the respect I deserve. I won't have to pretend that I believe in God, I won't be treated like s**t, I won't be hit or screamed at. I can't wait. It's going to be like if I died and went to heaven. Pat's my perfect guy, and I've never loved anybody before him. And I'll never love anybody else, ever. He's my man.
So. I'm pretty much sick of everybody but Pat. I haven't seen Brendan all summer. Wonder how he's doing. All my ex's that I've seen or had any contact with over the summer have been douches. Can't wait until they finally all leave me alone. I'm sick of them, too. I'm sick of all the people that call me their "friend" then they talk s**t about me behind my back, just like everybody else [except Pat]. I'm seriously just... Gah. I don't even know. I'm just so frustrated and depressed... I miss Pat.
