Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Ugh

I hate feeling like the bad guy.
I hate how I'm stuck in this position.
I only told because of your health,
not because you did it.
Now people hate me because i did something.
Why does this happen to me? And situations like this every November for the past 3 years?
I don't understand.
Ugh.

poem by me.

Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Major venting? Yeah.

"Dear God,
Make me a bird so I can fly far. Far far away from here."

rgdfkjldj:kjk;DAJKFD;LFJAKSD;FJK;: PHEW! I didn't know that this quote could ring so true. I just want to be a bird and get out of Purcellville, even for a few days. My life isn't going all that great so I cant wait to go to Liberty. Be with friends who are so encouraging and older and oddly, WISER.
ugh.
wish life was so easy. have fun, especially at this age, but nope, i get the responsiblities uphold on me. Ever since i was like 2 i had responsibilites because i care about people too much. I used to be my brother's right hand in everything so he wouldn't freak out by doing it alone. I'm not sure why God is making me go through the things that I do, but surely enough it might just be what i need. Cause every year at this time of year....SOMETHING GOES AWRY.
its not january, or feb or august or december. Its this october/november thing. every freakin year.