a long thursday.
ew i just farted and it smelled like broccoli. lol.
my mom wont help me go to school. i have to wait until august when im not dependant to get financial aid. once again my life is going nowhere. more and more i think she doesnt want me to succeed. i already know she doesnt believe i ever will. she has given up on her children. especially my brother. i almost have too. some people, it hurts you so much to watch them suffer and stagnate, you want to just write them off, forget they are your blood. but i just never can.
when my dad died the family fell apart like he was the glue that held it together.
i hate that my mother has given up. and i pity her. she is so afraid of the future, of getting old, of dying. she thinks about herself above anyone or anything else. there are bigger things than you or i. she should re-aquaint herself with these things.
i am again playing the waiting game. and time is the one thing nobody really has enough of to waste.
my mom wont help me go to school. i have to wait until august when im not dependant to get financial aid. once again my life is going nowhere. more and more i think she doesnt want me to succeed. i already know she doesnt believe i ever will. she has given up on her children. especially my brother. i almost have too. some people, it hurts you so much to watch them suffer and stagnate, you want to just write them off, forget they are your blood. but i just never can.
when my dad died the family fell apart like he was the glue that held it together.
i hate that my mother has given up. and i pity her. she is so afraid of the future, of getting old, of dying. she thinks about herself above anyone or anything else. there are bigger things than you or i. she should re-aquaint herself with these things.
i am again playing the waiting game. and time is the one thing nobody really has enough of to waste.