dreary sunrises.

You're Invited!

Christmas Eve at Kaylin's house.

Yule have lots of tears and tons of drear,
We just can't wait to see you here!


urgh my father.

I'm so sick of him. I feel so bad for him though. We def. have a love/hate relationship. He's "so sick" and feels horrible all the time - which I can understand. But what I don't understand is how in the world he manages to always be mad at me, and lose his mind 9867804750 times a day. Urgh, yelling at me for stupid little things, things that I can't control, people that I can't control, I can't stand it. I guess he thinks that as long as we look like a wonderful, close family. It automatically gives him the right to do whatever he wants when people aren't watching. He just takes out his frustration on me. I used to think maybe I was just reading to far into it, or making it up. But when things get bad, - financially, emotionally, physically - He gets stressed and I get yelled at.

Okay, end of vent. *deep breath*

update later.

[peace] - [kaylin]