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Wednesday, June 28, 2006


Balmung'd.
I told you it was all going to blow up soon enough, and sure enough, it did. My brother came home last night after I got off the computer to get all his stuff. Turns out he pierced his lip. Ka-BOOM. No chance of him living with us again. Even after he left my stepdad would not shut up about it, so I had to stay up all night listening to him badmouth my brother and my dad as if I couldn't hear him. Fantastic. My family's made up of drunks, punks, cops, and me. God, I can't believe all this. Just puts the icing on the cake of how I've been feeling lately, no? The last thing I want to be dealing with is this. I've got enough on my mind as it is. I'm just thankful I'm home alone today. If they were home… my god, it would never end. I can't stand my stepdad… he's a second grader in a man's body with a man's vocabulary. The way he talks to my mom… it's totally inexcusable. I know sometimes I can't stand my mom but… she's my mom. There's no way I'm going to let anyone treat her that way.

If anything came out of this event, it was a distraction from everything that's totally screwed up in my life. For once, I couldn't blame myself. Well, that's not entirely true… last night, my mom said to my stepdad, "It's all my fault, because I wasn't here when you and Beau blew up." Well, gee, THANKS, mom. Next time I won't win you a fucking trip anywhere.

Sorry for my post, or lack thereof, yesterday. I didn't have much I felt like saying… still don't. Better just to forget everything, really. Don't worry about it.

P.S. OMGNEWLAYOUT. Look how cuddly and Balmung-y it is... me loves .hack. ^^ You may now refer to me as Ryuichi of the Azure Sky.

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