Rant blog.
I wish, and I really wish I would be invisible.
I don't mind if I don't have that much friends.
I just don't like how people talk these days.
Since when did my life become a mess? Maybe last term.
I'm really unhappy about somethings. I just can't say them out loud.
I don't like how things are going.
I desperately need a break from all this drama. (Even my own.)
I also don't get some people.
They have all the luck in the world.
They have a complete family, and yet they complain about them.
I have a broken family ever since I was in grade school.
My parents never really got along. They just put up a face when they're with friends.
But alone, they fight, hurt each other, and it ain't pretty at all.
Sure I'm blessed too because I can go to school and all that.
I should be happy that I have a lot already, but material things really can't make a person happy for a long time. Maybe for a couple of hours, a day maybe, but not for more than a month.
I'm someone who gets jealous easily. One sign of being insecure.
I don't know why I do that, but it just happens. If I try to stop it, I end up doing stupid things.
I'm not enjoying school either.
It's not fun. Most of the time, I'm misunderstood.
I get influenced easily and not in a good way.
I'd prefer being invisible even if it would be lonely.
No one would care about you at all. Both good and bad.
If you're in trouble, no one would come either. (Which isn't so bad because it's not so different from before.)
No one really helps me before. I keep everything to myself because no one bothers noticing.
I don't want to stand out.
Standing out is not a good thing. People all see you as something someone concluded just because of one incident, or who you're with, or how you act.
I don't label people. (Not unless they really crossed the line, waaay too much.)
I understand why my mom left. I don't mind her reason.
But it really hurts when I notice that she's not around.
I spent most of my time with my mom before and I don't think I want to get used to being the one people ask for help yet. (People meaning my sisters.)
I ran out of things to rant. Woooooow.
Didn't even notice. Oh well, I guess it ends here.