I don’t know if things will ever go back to how they used to be. You say that you were lost, you didn’t know how to raise me. But the truth is, you met a man. You didn’t just let him come between us, you physically put him between us yourself. I will never forget the days that I was starving, and you two were eating in your bedroom. You wouldn’t even by me school clothes but when buying his clothes, you told him not to worry about the cost. I will definitely never forget those nights I walked home from work 15, 16 years old. Downtown, where the most crime and violence occurs. Every night, strange men tried to talk to me and every single time a man approached me, I was scared for my life. Then I’d get home and see your car, and his. My safety wasn’t important to you, but you don’t like him going into that one 7-11. I didn’t even get a birthday card from you and I was stuck paying for myself at my own birthday dinner, but you did pay for him. I could go on and on, but I’d be here forever. You were supposed to be my guardian, my best friend, my sister, my procector, but you gave up all those titles for a man. I don’t know if I will ever be able to like him because he’s the one who took my sister away. And maybe one day I’ll be able to forgive you for the years of emotional abuse and neglect, but I will never forget, and I don’t think our relationship will ever be whole again.
everything good makes you fat an addict or broke
I read an article the other day that said, “if you drink every day you are an alcoholic.” Thank god I only drink every night
tired of all of the fake friends and backstabbers. the immaturity never ends. can’t wait for 8th gradee <3