The grass is always greener on the other side...I hate that.
james got back last night. I waited up for him. he brought me back a shot glass wich i liked, my dad didnt so much. so life is goiod, james is home, its christmas eve, we're a hapy family.
yea right.
When james comes home i get ignored completely, hes mummys perfect son again, and one of the guys with my dad. and of course if i get upset cos im being ignored they all gang up on me and tell me to get a grip. so really its wonderful. i enjoy these little crying fits and not being able to do anything right because all of a sudden they think im a bitch.
and to think io actually wanted james to come home.
yea right.
When james comes home i get ignored completely, hes mummys perfect son again, and one of the guys with my dad. and of course if i get upset cos im being ignored they all gang up on me and tell me to get a grip. so really its wonderful. i enjoy these little crying fits and not being able to do anything right because all of a sudden they think im a bitch.
and to think io actually wanted james to come home.
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i hate it when parents do that. i know that they mean well, but it just comes off so bad. i'm sorry that happens to you, i know how that feels. But you wanted him to come home because it's nice having a sibling, and don't forget that. Sometimes parents just make things realyl bad. I'm always here, to vent.
xoxo
lise
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