I Hate my Life
Okay, so I usually don't write about meaningful stuff, but I need to right now. My mother and I just got into a major fight because, since we are most likely staying here since I got my scholarshi, she is seriously considering selling my nana's house. It's killing me. I'm sitting here crying as I think about it. She's like "I'm thinking about you and Nic" but that's crap because she knows how I feel about her selling it and my brother has told her a few times that he would rather move down there than her sell it. That's pretty bad when both of your kids feel this way and she's still thinking about it. She only wants to stay because of her fucking fat ass boyfriend who, by the way tried to get inot our conversation only to be answered by my telling him to fuck off and my mom scolding me for that too. So, I get in trouble when they're fighting and I tell him to stop, but we're fighting and he tells me to stop and he was just trying to help. Fuck that. I have one question. Why did God (if there is one) have to take my nana, the best person in my life, when he could've taken Wayne, a fat ugle piece of person that the world would be better off without? Why did he take the only person who always understood everything I was feeling and would say just the right thing to make me feel better. Now I just feel cold and empty. I hate my life and there's nothing anyone could do to make it better. My mom says that my nana would want me to stay and take this scholarship, and yeah, she would, but she obviously wants us to have her house if it was left to us. She even said it could be sold to someone within the family, but no one in the family wants it so she's really thinking about selling it to someone else. What a way to respect what you're mother's wishes are. Fuck that. No offense to anyone that loves me and wants me to say, but I just need that house. It's all I have to left of my nana and my mom doesn't understand that. And I'm bitter now so I'm gonna leave before I say something that I'm gonna regret.