Its funny.

Every section of this was written on my phone within this weekend.

I cant stand listening to this conversation over and over again.
It's sickening.
Just fuck it.
I'm so over my family.
It's disgusting.
I cant take it anymore.
They wonder why I go crazy all the time and why I have an ulcer.
Maybe its all the fucking stress at home.
I'm about to be sick.
Just listening to everything.
Boo fucking hoo cry me a goddamned river.
I don't care anymore.
Cry else where.

Once again she knows I like him.
He's all over her and shes all over him.
Does she do anything about it?
Oh of course not.
Kiss him I dare you.
I told you but it just doesn't phase you.
I never told you how bad it hurts but I'm ready to call you a bitch.
You're a fucking bitch.
How could you?
I cant believe you.
Right in front of my fucking face.
But yet you're my best friend.
And I want you to be happy.
So I keep my mouth shut.

I guess these days I'm just not the perfect daughter anymore.
Because I'm not always in the best mood.
So I've had a bad month.
Nothing works out for me anymore anyway.
Why change things now?
Theres no point to be happy when I've been miserable my whole life.
Just please stop trying to be the perfect parents.
Because to be honest you're failing to be the parents you should be instead of the ones you're trying to be.
Just be natural for once.
Stop trying to be something you're not.
It's not working out for me or you.