I say "beach" a lot in this entry, and its mostly about dysfunctional families, cool, no?
So my mom came home from work, angry, since Henry didn't want to go to the beach.
It slowly progresses into my screaming, my mom pushing my brother, and then her storming off to the beach.
My mom said she was mad since we "dont do enough things we her." meaning, "we don't go to the beach enough with her."
I think she thinks that going to the beach makes us bond, when in reality we just stand in the water for an hour, and she tans and sleeps. real bonding.
I didn't fucking go since I have a sunburn on my face and on my back, and she told me that that was just mebing a fucktard since I didn't use sunscreen. sorry, I feel asleep.
henry never goes to the beach because he spends his life on the computer.
she told us she was "sorry i made you guys slugs", which means "sorry you dont come to the beach with me and lay on the sand or stand in the water"
she desperatly wants to be a family, yet the only family thing we can do is go to the beach, and then we dont talk there.
I mean we dont communicate ever, and me and my mom both know this, but we never do anything about it. My mom gets angry at everyone at a drop of a hat, and so do I.
I dont think she really knows whats going inside my head, or will ever try, i know that is a cliche statement, that every teen makes, but how would she know I have crushes on men with baldspots and awkward elbows, or that I really secretly want to be good at art even though I tell everyone i dont.
oh no my two biggest secrets!
It slowly progresses into my screaming, my mom pushing my brother, and then her storming off to the beach.
My mom said she was mad since we "dont do enough things we her." meaning, "we don't go to the beach enough with her."
I think she thinks that going to the beach makes us bond, when in reality we just stand in the water for an hour, and she tans and sleeps. real bonding.
I didn't fucking go since I have a sunburn on my face and on my back, and she told me that that was just mebing a fucktard since I didn't use sunscreen. sorry, I feel asleep.
henry never goes to the beach because he spends his life on the computer.
she told us she was "sorry i made you guys slugs", which means "sorry you dont come to the beach with me and lay on the sand or stand in the water"
she desperatly wants to be a family, yet the only family thing we can do is go to the beach, and then we dont talk there.
I mean we dont communicate ever, and me and my mom both know this, but we never do anything about it. My mom gets angry at everyone at a drop of a hat, and so do I.
I dont think she really knows whats going inside my head, or will ever try, i know that is a cliche statement, that every teen makes, but how would she know I have crushes on men with baldspots and awkward elbows, or that I really secretly want to be good at art even though I tell everyone i dont.
oh no my two biggest secrets!