i honestly dont get what i did wrong... i had a band concert last night and we rocked. i mean, we had never performed better. but duz my dad tell me 'good job, you did very well.'??? no. he just fking complains that he wont be able to get any work done tonoight and that my concert is the reason. he knows my concerts run late and then he goess and complains about them. its like, if you wanna do work then stay home, besides, i never wanted him there anyway. but nuthin i have ever done or accomplished (including jumping a grade, satying on honor roll, being in band and being a full year ahead in math) has ever made him happy for me. hes never been proud of me, all he does is sit there and watch when he has to and thats about it... and im tired of goin through my first year of high school (and everything else, since he hasnt been happy with me since i was six or seven) knowing that no1 cares except 4 my frends at school who i only see at school. there are so many times that ive wanted to leave and never look back. but i cant cuz theres nowhere for me to go. my frends cant help me so im basically screwed.
evil
Just because I do not fear death, doesn't mean I'll welcome it with open arms.
When I die, I'm sure I'll go to heaven. Because all my life was spent in hell.
I can't tell if I'm tired of being alone, or just simply tired of being.[/color:a1f8418932]
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