Rant
Ok, I know that no one reads this, but oh well.
Today, I got a text message from my step brother, his name is Darren. I know that doesn't sound like a big deal, but I love my big brother, and getting a message from him doesn't usually make me feel loved. To anyone who knows me and reads this, they know what my brother's like, he lives in England and has a drug problem. When he's really out of his mind drunk or stoned he calls me, thinking I'm his latest slut bag.
Like I said, getting messages from him doesn't usually make me feel happy.
But, the message I got today, said this; 'Soz about last week Im gettin betta and Im sortin things out call me lata'
Ok, so not the most thrilling text ever, but still, a big deal for me. Right now his phones engaged so I'll call him tomorrow, I can't help but wonder what he wants, I hope its something non mooney or rant related, it'd be the first in a while.
Anyway, onto other matters. Apart from the text today was a pretty peaceful day, I actually spent quality time with the dreaded mum without us arguing too much. Mind you, straight afterwards we ignored each other, feels great.
I'm starting to seriously miss England. I may not have had loads of friends, and I may not have had the greatest (or worst) step dad on the planet but I'd prefer it to here. But I guess that's how it works, you only see what you had after you've left it. Every time I tell my mum, she always says it was my choice, which I guess it was, but she didnt need to send me to a therapist because I was having bullying difficulties...
Well... got a bit side tracked there, I tend to do that... I'm highly skilled in the art of procrastination...
Ok, I think my whine is long enough... I wont usually write like this, this is just a rant.
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I am sad, this is what I call my love life, looking at this.
...actually... I can live with this
Today, I got a text message from my step brother, his name is Darren. I know that doesn't sound like a big deal, but I love my big brother, and getting a message from him doesn't usually make me feel loved. To anyone who knows me and reads this, they know what my brother's like, he lives in England and has a drug problem. When he's really out of his mind drunk or stoned he calls me, thinking I'm his latest slut bag.
Like I said, getting messages from him doesn't usually make me feel happy.
But, the message I got today, said this; 'Soz about last week Im gettin betta and Im sortin things out call me lata'
Ok, so not the most thrilling text ever, but still, a big deal for me. Right now his phones engaged so I'll call him tomorrow, I can't help but wonder what he wants, I hope its something non mooney or rant related, it'd be the first in a while.
Anyway, onto other matters. Apart from the text today was a pretty peaceful day, I actually spent quality time with the dreaded mum without us arguing too much. Mind you, straight afterwards we ignored each other, feels great.
I'm starting to seriously miss England. I may not have had loads of friends, and I may not have had the greatest (or worst) step dad on the planet but I'd prefer it to here. But I guess that's how it works, you only see what you had after you've left it. Every time I tell my mum, she always says it was my choice, which I guess it was, but she didnt need to send me to a therapist because I was having bullying difficulties...
Well... got a bit side tracked there, I tend to do that... I'm highly skilled in the art of procrastination...
Ok, I think my whine is long enough... I wont usually write like this, this is just a rant.
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I am sad, this is what I call my love life, looking at this.
...actually... I can live with this