personal thoughts. normally un-happy ones.
there is no love in this place. this house is not a home. this “family” is not a unit.
im going to have to break down and get a job. im at complete loss of what i could do with my bunnies when i move out, things are looking grim here. i don’t think i can hold out for 11 months…
my senior year i’ll have to grow up.. i’ll have pretend to be grown up. im afraid im going to be poor and alone. as rough as i know it’ll be im not going to let it get me down, because i know the second im away from here my life will be better, in some way shape or form.
every ones home life is hard in someway. life wouldn’t be as fun without complications. but i have never once felt i had a “home”. i believe in a home you have a family, you have love for those people, its safe, god forbid clean, siblings….
i just have never felt love in this family, but i do love kevin, shauna and tyler, and they are family, and the only ones i would consider.