neither of my parents talk to their parents because they don't like their inlaws. my mom fights with my dad about EVERYTHING! EVERYTHING, EVERYTHING! just stupid things.
and i, today, as a 14 year old, know that a 'broken heart' is not metaphoric. it is real. and i hate it SO MUCH!
THey just DONT stop yelling! i feel like running away somewhere, anywhere is better than this.
some of my distant friends are my neighbors.
all of our houses are REALLY close together, so you can hear EVERYTHING... like conversations, and even phones ringing from like 5 doors down because it is so quiet!!
my parents are SO loud. my mom always raises her voice when my dad tries to do anything for her... and my dad is a really good guy.
my dad doesnt look for sympathy.
the other day, my dad brought home tulips, my mom's favorite flower and a dozen roses home.
my mom got mad at him for spending too much money somewhere and threw them out.
but my mom isn't completely at fault either, but she kind of is. she's going crazy, and it's a really scary thought. she's just mad that we don't have any money for anything. it's really scary. and upseting.
i was so excited for my school starting in exactly 1 week, like really pumped...but now i'm down.
and when im depressed, i stay like that for at least two weeks. only nick jonas and his song 'a little bit longer' can cut that time down by a day or two.
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