guilty

I feel like a snob posting all my shit on here. I wish I could make every person on Earth happy and give them the life they deserve. I hate bad parenting.






oct. 24

I guess I’m living the teenage dream. My dad’s never home. I can have sex, do drugs, smoke cigarettes, party, come home, and go to school whenever the hell I please. My parents are divorced. I get in trouble with one? Just stay at the others. I have no rules. I can do whatever I want without a regard. But it didn’t always used to be like this. When my parents were still together I was the most sheltered little kid you could imagine. I was baby’ed, and watched over, and guided, and punished, and taught manners, and woken up, and everything else normal children are supposed to be. I had a mommy to make sure I did my wash, ate, had all my homework together, and had a ride to school. I had a dad who made sure I was home at 2 in the morning. Now, I’m an adult. I take care of myself. I take care of everyone I’m surrounded by and try to find a couple minutes to make sure I’m still breathing. I mean, not having rules was nice at first. But being around structure snaps me back to reality. I forget that some kids actually see their parents everyday and eat dinner with them. They have curfews and restrictions because their parents know what’s best. Their parents give them advice and make sure that they’re the caretakers in their relationships with their children. They still have the feeling of protection from their parents. That they know all the right answers to every question/decision and how to end every sentence and what to do in every situation. They know that when their home someone will be there for the majority of the day. They don’t have to worry about taking care of their parents, their parents parent them, not the other way around. I guess that’s why I want to have such a big family so no one ever feels alone, or neglected, or replaced, or never settled, or uncomfortable, or anything like the way I do.






All I want out of life is lots of money, good looks, and great sex. Shallow? Whatever.









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