I hate change. I hate knowing that nothing good ever stays. It’s hard to even be happy about how good my life is going, because I’m so scared of it changing, and I know it will. I know that soon enough I’ll lose the friends I have, and things will get bad again.. I’m so scared to lose the people…
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Go ahead leave
I’m sick and tired of everything you do.
People judge and say how lucky I am and how my parents are so great… Only if they knew. I wish you would leave for good. You drink and leave. I wake up and your gone. I can’t take it cleaning up after you putting away your drinks making you food just so so can portray your fake ass image of the loving father. I’m tired of pretending I’m over dramatic when I say you arn’t as nice as you seem to people, acting like I’m just a spoiled white girl who gets mad at her daddy when she can’t go to the mall. When in reality I couldn’t be more of the opposite, I cover for you shit because I’m ebarassed I hide it from my closest of friends letting them think your a good guy. “Yeah he’s on vacation” skipping the fact that you got up and left in the middle of the night. I’m tired of it and of you. So don’t go threatening to leave again I’d like to see nothing more.
About me
There’s a point in life when you get tired of chasing everyone and trying to fix everything, but it’s not giving up. You have to do what’s right for you even if it hurts. I’ve come to realize that in the end everyone turns out to be the person they swore they’d never become.
