i give up. i'll never be good enough for him.
hearing mama 'chelles stories makes me think about how blessed i am to have ended up in my family.... how stupid i am to even think bad about my parents. but i just cant seem to get anything right. i've decided that its not his fault, i take the sole responsibility. its become evident to me that im the one in the way, the odd one out, the twisted kid. if only i could be more like my sibs then maybe everything would be easier for him... if only i didnt question his stupid jokes or laugh when he cant come up w/ decent come-backs. or maybe, maybe if i were stupid, untalented, and not so freakin independent.
well you know what? thats me. if he hates me - who cares.
not me.
peace - k.
.:sorry about the vent post, ive had a long day:.
hearing mama 'chelles stories makes me think about how blessed i am to have ended up in my family.... how stupid i am to even think bad about my parents. but i just cant seem to get anything right. i've decided that its not his fault, i take the sole responsibility. its become evident to me that im the one in the way, the odd one out, the twisted kid. if only i could be more like my sibs then maybe everything would be easier for him... if only i didnt question his stupid jokes or laugh when he cant come up w/ decent come-backs. or maybe, maybe if i were stupid, untalented, and not so freakin independent.
well you know what? thats me. if he hates me - who cares.
not me.
peace - k.
.:sorry about the vent post, ive had a long day:.
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