2005-07-18
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Ugh.. my dad's side of the family is all going to hell, thanks to my grandmother. She kicked all my cousins out, causing them to live with my dad. She takes all of my cousins' hard-earned money and keeps it for herself. She's mean to them and rude and all this other lovely stuff. My absolutely fucking lovely step-mother calls up my mom and complains that my grandmother gave me $1,500 in spending money when in actuality I've only recieved $450. She then complains to my mother about what a worthless child I am and all that jazz. I have a magnificent bottle of wine next to me, and I've downed it all in the attempt to get drunk.. just so I can forget. I want to be as happy as I was when I first got home and when my boyfriend was happy with me and he told me he loved me those bunches of times.
Why did everything have to go to hell? Why can't anybody just be fucking happy?! Someone has to be miserable, I suppose. But why does it have to be my whole fucking family? Maybe the entire bottle of wine will make me happy since.. I'm having a hard time being happy by myself. Why oh why can't I cheer up, and smile at least a little bit? I want to be happy now but I can't. Hello, mr. bottle of wine.. make my problems go away..
-Faust
faust-8 at 8:54 a.m.