you may be as brave as you think you are

sigh, has become my all-time favourite word.

im tired. my eyes feel tired. crying helps you to fall asleep, but the feeling sucks when you wake up and your eyes are all puffy and everything.

im sorry i cant be the perfect daughter. im sorry i cant get straight As. im sorry i cant live up to your expectations. im sorry youre disappointed in me. im sorry i cant be the perfect sister to your other daughter. you could have just given birth to a robot, then you could program it to be the perfect child youve always wanted. im sorry, you will never understand me.

its hurting, real bad. i just feel like giving up already. i knw i tell myself to do well and all this for myself, but it really affects me when all that comes out of your mouths are criticizes and demoralising words. i'd rather you just shut up and not bother about me.

now you know why i would rather stay in school or outside instead of returning. its turning into a dread to even face you. im happy, or at least happier, in school and talking to the people who seem to care more.

you will never know this.

OPEN HOUSE TMRW, YAY -_-