Sunday, July 31, 2011
Sunday, July 10, 2011
Friday, July 8, 2011
Thursday, July 7, 2011
Look at you. You’re young. And you’re Scared. Why are you so scared? Stop swallowing your words. Stop caring what other people think. Wear what you want. Say what you want. Listen to the music you want to listen to. Play it as loud as fuck and dance to it. Go out for a drive at midnight and forget that you have school the next day. Stop waiting for friday. Live now. Do it now. Take risks. Tell secrets. This life is yours. When are you going to realise you can do whatever you want?
Wednesday, July 6, 2011
Easier.
One thing I know I do is take people for granted. Once I get too close & I know they'll take any shit I give them, I start acting like a bitch. Its not a good thing. I'm not proud. But I don't think I even realize what I'm doing until after doing it.
I know where I get it from though. My dad does it. He does it A LOT more than me.
I realise that all adults tend to [to some extent] remove their anger on their kids. Or family members, in general. Well dad & I are all by ourselves. So work/ family/ life all kinda frustration has just one outlet : ME.
It gets increasingly annoying. Like I don't have any problems of our own. My dad comes home & comes to my room & suddenly it is a problem that it is messy. My sleeping habits are not right. Nor are my eating habits. I am irresponsible because I don't wake up for school on my own & I don't care about him because I went for a movie with my friends & not him. Everything I've ever done in my miserable life is no good.
He has quite a temper. Sometimes he is like the coolest dad in the world. Other times, he is a downright pain in the ass. He says a lot of things in anger. Things that I don't know whether he means or not but they hurt so bad, I sob all night. Things about how I hurt him. About how mom did.
I wish life was easier. Sometimes, I talk to life. Tell it that I am only a kid. I don't want to have to deal with all of this. Why me? I mean I know a lot of people have it worse than me. But a lot of people have it much much better.
I just wish things were easier.
I know where I get it from though. My dad does it. He does it A LOT more than me.
I realise that all adults tend to [to some extent] remove their anger on their kids. Or family members, in general. Well dad & I are all by ourselves. So work/ family/ life all kinda frustration has just one outlet : ME.
It gets increasingly annoying. Like I don't have any problems of our own. My dad comes home & comes to my room & suddenly it is a problem that it is messy. My sleeping habits are not right. Nor are my eating habits. I am irresponsible because I don't wake up for school on my own & I don't care about him because I went for a movie with my friends & not him. Everything I've ever done in my miserable life is no good.
He has quite a temper. Sometimes he is like the coolest dad in the world. Other times, he is a downright pain in the ass. He says a lot of things in anger. Things that I don't know whether he means or not but they hurt so bad, I sob all night. Things about how I hurt him. About how mom did.
I wish life was easier. Sometimes, I talk to life. Tell it that I am only a kid. I don't want to have to deal with all of this. Why me? I mean I know a lot of people have it worse than me. But a lot of people have it much much better.
I just wish things were easier.
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