I dun hate my family. I like them just the way things were. Nobody gets on each other toes. But sometimes, things simply are not that simple.

Im slowly getting used to it. Just swallowing all the anger that you put it out on me. Not everyone is able to just keep it in.

Sometimes i really believe things will have a big difference if i have someone that is going thru the same situation as me. A sibling. But that is all just a wish. A dream that will never come true.

No one i can open up to.