Sometimes it feels like I'm the only one who doesn't have a perfect family.
Every family has their fights, their disagreements, their flaws; but it feels like know one has the sort of mother I have.
I hate people who are irrational.
I hate people who have a personality disorder.
I hate people who treat me like I'm a nobody.
I hate people who always blame for everything and put me in the middle.
Piggy in the middle.
It's not my fault. No one listens.
I'm just always there.
Middle.
Stuck.
No escape.
People arguing, which side do I choose.
My mum. Mother.
I have to love you but....
have being the strong word there.....
She can act lovely one minute and wicked the next.
Constant arguments between my nan and my mum have always been on going and now I'm older, I'm constantly being placed in a bad position.
Shouting.
Bad words.
tears.
Stop. full stop.
I [love] my nan, my grandad, my brother and sister.
But sometimes I wish I had a different family.
Ahhh. Frustrated.
Typing typing typing.
Enough. You'll never understand.
I love my life but sometimes; everything seems to change.
But I'm still happy. :)
It was just today.
I did nothing wrong, in fact, I did the right thing but still.
It was me.
ME ME ME. Who got the blame.
............
This made me film a few bits for a video.
............
The weekend. Oh how it makes me happy.
Forget school. Forget everything.
I'm seeing Lottie and I love her.
She's amazing and I'm smiling.
Tonight was good.
Went to a pub/club TAP 'N' TIN - Awesome, 'cept I spilt my bacardi and coke EVERYWHERE!!
Looooser
Well. I'm very tired.
In need of sleep.
Sorry for rambling on about things you couldn't possibly understand.
Goodnight.
God bless.
xo
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