Why did I decide to go home for a full seven days? In a row.
Why do my mom and dad and gramma have to get old? It sucks.
Why can't my sister catch a break?
Why can't my mom get up outta my sister's ass and realize that she can't catch a break?
Why can't I make more money and buy my sister a decent car, pay her bills, and take care of her better?
Why can't I make more money and fix my parents' house so it doesn't suck--at least get them good carpeting with good padding and good beds that aren't MADE OF STRAW?
Why can't my mom just LET ME take care of my sister? I am actually FINALLY doing ok right now. Why can't she see that?
Why is being on "vacation" so exhausting? So much so, I can't even fathom staying the night at my sister's (who only lives 30 minutes away) or staying in EC when I go see my friends? I'd rather just sit around, see my gramma and grandpa, and then go to bed back at my parents' house.
Why can't my parents come and visit me this summer? With my sister?
Why can't I be rich to have MLB Network at my house? I like seeing the Brewers on TV.
Ok. Enough for now.
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