You make fun of my glasses.
My hair.
My pants.
My smile.
My stories.
And yet i call you my best friend.
You asked me why i havent blogged in a while.
Well its kind of because im scared youll read it.
Well im going to be completly honest.
You dating her has killed me.
Not just because you asked her infront of me.
Or becauase whenever yall kiss i wish i was you.
But because you dating her, has changed you.
Your jokes, arent funny now, there just mean.
I cant talk to you anymore because she is two stepps behind you.
Young life used to be where i could talk to you.
Now its an hour where i want to leave because im being ignored.
Im so tired of this
It just adds the shit to my life.
Like that i found out my father has a girlfriend,
I learned this because i read his.
They have kinky sex.
Which is discugusting.
But i found a whip in his room, and some handcuffs.
His girlfriend is my new math tutor, convient?
She is really nice no me and takes me places.
She treats me like she loves me.
But my mom told me that shes only nice to me to get good with dad.
Im the only child that knows of her.
Between reading his texts,
And my mom telling me when she was drunk.
Not calling her an alchoalic. It was a one time thing.
But hell.
My life is all over the place
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