I am so frusterated with my dad. Ever since he set his mind to selling his stupid guns, he is constantly sitting on the computer. This room used to be one of the only rooms that didn't smell like smoke. Now the entire room smells. There are ashes all over the desk. It's absolutly disgusting. I finally got to come home today after school, and I was planning on doing homework from today. I did one class. I love the fact that when HE needs help on the computer I have to rush in, and figure out the problem. Where is my big brother? I don't know. I havn't seen him in days. So I am stuck helping dad. Oh yeah, Leo was over here today with him too. I got impatient with dad and he had the nerve to yell at me for being rude. One day I am just going to snap, and scream at him. Tell him all the things I've wanted to tell him since as long as I can remember. Tell him how selfish, and rude, and how much of a complete asshole he is. Somedays I wish he would just go to New Orleans. We are almost in the fucking poor house because he won't go get a job! He sits on the computer ALL DAY! I HAVN'T SEEN HIM MOVE AT ALL! I'm going to have a breakdown. I got a 2.5 in Physical Science and I'm going to get yelled at. I'm going to get my ass chewed out badly, and get told how much of a failure I am; how much of a dissapointment I am to the family, and how I don't deserve anything I have worked so hard to get.
But does anyone notice? But does anyone care?
And if I had the guts to put this to my head...
But would anything matter if I'm already dead?
And should I be shocked now by the last thing you said?
Before I pull this trigger, Your eyes vacant and stained...
I think I'm just going to stop there. Or this will become a 400 page post.
Ciao.


