once again
I don't know why you still don't miss me as much as I miss you.
Beverly said that you did, you just don't know how to show it.
But you could have slept over tonight, only you didn't.
You wanted to sleep at Tryla's more.
Even though you see her every day.
And I'm your fucking sister and you see me practically once every two weeks. And it never used to be like this, that's why I fucking can't cope.
I told mom yesterday about how I was going to move back into the Perris House when dad got that job.
mom- you still haven't coped? I thought you would have gotten used to it by now.
me- how can a person get used to misery?
You told me everything over the weekend. How you were never really going to move in.
You just tell mom what she wants to hear, right? You don't care that I'm left all alone over here. I'm a bad person because I gave in, I moved into Douglas's house. You don't even think about how much I hate it, how much I want to move back into my home but you and dad don't have the money to support me....
I have no where to go. I tell mom this but she simply yells at me-
Douglas is a nice man, why don't you like him? Douglas lives in a nice place, why aren't you thankful? You finally have your own room. You finally live in a nice neighborhood. He's going to let you drive the El Camino, why aren't you happy???
And I've told her over and over and over again why I still can't stand these things. I'm still connected to the Perris House, for once in my life I wasn't ready to leave. It's my home that I can't live in and Douglas's house is one which I won't live in. I'm floating in empty space.
Beverly said that you did, you just don't know how to show it.
But you could have slept over tonight, only you didn't.
You wanted to sleep at Tryla's more.
Even though you see her every day.
And I'm your fucking sister and you see me practically once every two weeks. And it never used to be like this, that's why I fucking can't cope.
I told mom yesterday about how I was going to move back into the Perris House when dad got that job.
mom- you still haven't coped? I thought you would have gotten used to it by now.
me- how can a person get used to misery?
You told me everything over the weekend. How you were never really going to move in.
You just tell mom what she wants to hear, right? You don't care that I'm left all alone over here. I'm a bad person because I gave in, I moved into Douglas's house. You don't even think about how much I hate it, how much I want to move back into my home but you and dad don't have the money to support me....
I have no where to go. I tell mom this but she simply yells at me-
Douglas is a nice man, why don't you like him? Douglas lives in a nice place, why aren't you thankful? You finally have your own room. You finally live in a nice neighborhood. He's going to let you drive the El Camino, why aren't you happy???
And I've told her over and over and over again why I still can't stand these things. I'm still connected to the Perris House, for once in my life I wasn't ready to leave. It's my home that I can't live in and Douglas's house is one which I won't live in. I'm floating in empty space.