People say love is painful and full of regret and remorse...Their definition of love is difefrent from mine.
My definition of love is that the people who truly love you will stand by your side, give their life up for you...jump off a cliff with you, comfort you when youlre depressed..but most importantly, easy to negotiate with, they are understanding and won't cut off all contact after one stupid mistake.
Yeah, my family is hardly like that at all.
My mom has tried to kick me out of the house severel times. My dad barely notices me, but when he does, it's when I'm in trouble. He'll just warn me then turn away with a look of disgust. Sometimes I wonder if I've ever been loved by my family...My friends are the closest thing I have experienced to love....
Isn't it just sad when you get hurt so much you can finally say "I'm used to it?"
That's about me right now...sorry I just needed to rant. I just suddenly got this overwhelming feeling of emptiness and needed to write to take my mind off things....
Have a nice day/night.
