Sunday, December 21, 2008

Please stop talking to me

When you feel like crap and all you want to do is cry in a dark corner but you can't because their is someone buzzing around you like a mosquito and you want to sh mush them. one word...my mother. i love me mom dearly but sometimes i want to yell or freak out at her. "Leave me alone!" just let me cope. nope she has to keep poking at me. i like to keep stuff to myself and not really show my emotions to anyone. i just feel that people don't need to see that. you think 15 years have past and my mom would get the idea...not at all. even my older sister has been using her psychology stuff on me. me and my dad are alike. I've seen my dad cry maybe twice? once at my sisters graduation and when her was at the funeral of his grandma. I've becoming smart about it, i put a fake smile on and wait until they go to bed, then in my room and break down.

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