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| Current music: | "Love Will Tear Us Apart"-Joy Division |
"It's Been A Long Hard Road Without You By My Side..."-Good Charlotte
This title means alot of things...
I have recently realized that it is coming up on a YEAR since I first moved myself out of my dad's house. How messed up is it when your own child moves themselves out! when your own child disowns YOU... I don't miss him, but I do miss not spending every 24-7 with my mom. I miss being able to do whatever the fuck I wanna and I miss being spoiled, but I don't miss him...at all.
-My Grandma doesn't seem to get that I don't want to talk to him, but I guess it's hard...Having to be on both sides, or not attached at all. She can't help with the one thing that hurts my dad and I the most....which is that he was and is a horrible parent.
--Personally, I don't think I should have ever been born. Not because I hate myself of anything along those lines...I just don't think my dad should have ever had a child....obviously he and I don't share the same point of view.
Whatever. I'll be ok one day, this will all be in the past. I think the thing that keeps me going is the fact that I realize that as sucky as my life is right now, it will get better. I mean, my life has to hit it's peak sometime...and who does that happen to in thier first 14 years? I have so much more to experiance... and I know that things will get better. I KNOW this.
*^RiOTS N OPTIMISIM^*
~*T*~
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