Actually I WAS there for your birthday. Dad and I just decided that it would be a good time to switch cars too. But hey think what you want. You never care when I'm there anyway. You never talk to me, you look like youre just humoring me when I want to hug you. No one knows how to talk to you. Everytime I try, you give me a look like "Why are you bothering me?" and smile like I'm some little kid. I've given up trying to be in your life because I dont think I'll ever be good enough for you. I'm not a game. I dont play the same games that you do. I cant join in on conversations about Orcs and spells and leveling up. But you know what? I care about you. A lot. More then you'll let yourself see. It's almost like you dont care how hard people around you are trying. All I want is a conversation from you sometimes. When I come over I want to see you too. I dont come over just for Dad. You were there more then Dad when we were growing up. Its almost like once you moved out of Moms you were suddenly better then me because you had money and
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