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Tuesday, April 2, 2013

Daily diary 17

Sometimes I feel like I've been killed, like I'm gone, I'm lost...but it doesn't work like that no...I'm still here living in my own personal hell...for that reason I wish I had a normal family with a loving father and mother and a brother who will be an amazing kid...but in life wishes are not always granted...my mother broken...my father evil...my brother a a follower. I really wish for a father who loves me...who's not a creepy pervert...who doesn't push me around and berate me. I'm jealous of my friends who have that.

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